... crowding together to see something which would ease the boredom of perfection and time. — Cordwainer Smith, The Rediscovery of Man
... crowding together to see something which would ease the boredom of perfection and time. — Cordwainer Smith, The Rediscovery of Man
... crowding together to see something which would ease the boredom of perfection and time. — Cordwainer Smith, The Rediscovery of Man
... crowding together to see something which would ease the boredom of perfection and time. — Cordwainer Smith, The Rediscovery of Man
... crowding together to see something which would ease the boredom of perfection and time. — Cordwainer Smith, The Rediscovery of Man
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... crowding together to see something which would ease the boredom of perfection and time.

— Cordwainer Smith, The Rediscovery of Man
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