Beyond Culture Review

He realized then that they weren't living "beyond" culture. They were living in the space where culture finally stopped being a wall and started being a bridge. "The noodles are good," he said simply.

Sora laughed, a sound like glass bells. "That’s the mistake, Kael. You’re looking for a root in a world designed for wings. Culture used to be a cage—it told you who to marry, what to eat, which gods to fear. Now? It’s just software." Beyond Culture

The neon hum of Neo-Seoul was less a sound and more a vibration in Kael’s marrow. He sat in a stall that smelled of synthetic ozone and real ginger, staring at a bowl of noodles that cost more than his father’s first car. He realized then that they weren't living "beyond" culture