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I like Jazz. No, not the Jazz you listen to (although some is pretty cool), but Jazz who grew up on the colony of the moon. She's sassy and witty and super smart, while kind of being a jerk. Jazz wants to rake in the big bucks (but they aren't called bucks on the moon), by being a tour guide, but when offered an opportunity to really make lots of money by destroying some large pieces of equipment, she can't refuse. But, then it kind of all goes wonky, murder happens, and then she calls for help with her friends and favors. Lots of technical stuff again that I tended to gloss over. But reading this book made me think that the second book must be scarier than the first. People expect the same level of greatness as the first blockbuster, so there was lots of pressure on Mr. Weir. But here's how he did it- he had the same kind of setting of realistic future space, but completely different characters and plot. And they were both great. Jazz is the protagonist that shows all her faults, but you almost love her more for them. Her band of friends and followers rival that of Ocean's Eleven, and the mean guy? He is still mean. Well done, Mr. Andy Weir!