Good morning!
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This was first published in 1996 and that's when I first read it. I remembered that Maya was a Camera. I remembered the Russian dystopia. I had forgotten about the whale. I had forgotten the ending. This is a book for dwelling-within; it'll be a day or two before I can pick up something else.
I read this in 1996 when it was new, and recently I catalogued about half of our books into LibraryThing and rediscovered it. So it becomes the new bedtime book. It doesn‘t seem like 1996 should be as far in the past as it is.