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TOO SOON WE GROW OLD
The first awakening was awful, and she enjoyed it.
She was naked and terribly cold. She was in a plastic coffin from whose walls
grew wrinkled plastic arms with gnarled plastic hands that did things to her. Most of
the things hurt dreadfully—but they were all physical hurts. Her soul was conscious
only of an almost terrifying sense of relief. Until you have had your neck and
shoulders rubbed out for the first time, you can have no conception of how tightly
bunched they were. Tension can only be fu
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