Words are inadequate

Last Hot Time is made of roughly four parts awesome to one part inscrutable, blended well and served chilled. It and Growing Up Weightless are among the novels I'm most likely to reach for when I'm not sure what to read next, because I'm all but guaranteed to catch something that I missed on prior rereads.

I think LHT supports my thesis, actually: JMF composed his own amazing thing, which could take the bits of Bordertown that he liked and leave out any that he didn't want to deal with, or that didn't fit the story he was telling. And simply leaving out aspects of the world becomes harder when you're writing longer works.