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A Tale of Two Cities by Charles DickensBook Preview
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was
the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was
the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was
the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was
the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had
everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all
going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other
way—in short, the period was so far like the present peri-
od, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being
received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of
comparison only. More
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True Love by Isaac Asimov My name is Joe. That is what my colleague, MiltonDavidson, calls me. He is a programmer and I am acomputer. I am part of the Multivac-complex and amconnected with other parts all over the world. I knoweverything. Almost everything. I am Milton’s private computer. His Joe. Heunderstands more about computers than anyone inthe world, and I am his experimental model.
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