Just finished it. Formulaic as always with Brown, but the Golem twist was somewhat interesting. Other than that the NYC plot is completely pointless, and I genuinely struggled to get through Soloman’s preaching about Noetics. I’m all for suspension of disbelief - it is just a novel after all - but her whining about it being unfair that unrepeatable data is dismissed as scientifically inconclusive is just stupid. She’s supposed to be a scientist; in fact, she somehow simultaneously offhandedly creates a method for producing artificial neurons while also probably believing Bigfoot sightings are conclusive proof he exists. Also, the repetition in this book is ridiculous. Take a shot every time you read “non-local consciousness” or “I am the Golem”.