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Why had she always felt that joyous sense of confidence when looking at machines?-she thought. In these giant shapes, two aspects pertaining to the human were radiantly absent: the causeless and...
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He glanced at her and did not answer. Then he said, " I like cigarettes, Miss Taggart. I like to think of fire held in a man's hand. Fire, a dangerous force, tamed at his fingertips. I often wonder ab...
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