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144 pages, Paperback
First published September 3, 1968
He’s a decider. All day he sits watching the holovision manifestations coming in from all over the earth, as often as not of events in the outside world, deciding disputes between people and “animals,” or between “animal” and “animal.”
Barren deserts, stretching rawly grey for hundreds of miles. She yearns to visit them and to mope wanly about them. She feels that it would be sweet to be contaminated with their radioactivity and to decay with them in the pale yellow light.
The romanticism of her adolescence, in fact, is the romanticism of waste and decay.
Their relationship is perfect. They turn on their holovision and lie for hours beside each other’s manifestation – perfectly still, but going through great ranges of sexual experience prepared for by careful medication with Libidin and triggered by Orgasmin.
She is trying to dial her private education channel for a session of Archaic Botany, and either she misdials, or else she gets wrongly connected, because a small, wiry, bald-headed man she has never seen before appears on the screen. He looks anxious: his forehead is lined, and there are lines at the corners of his eyes.
Once upon a time there will be a little girl called Uncumber.