He’s a doctor,” Timur says. “Ah? It must be shocking for you, then. This hospital.

Quick now, here, now, always, as if we are in a condition of complete simplicity...

Travel is sold as freedom, but we were about as free as lab rats. This is how they’ll manage the next holocaust, I thought, as I shuffled forward in my stockinged feet: they’ll simply issue us with air tickets and we’ll do whatever we’re told.

In days of yore (about 100 years before olden days, but about 50 years later than ancient times),

Written By Terry Pratchett

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