Strange men, these creatures of the hundredth century, men with huge brains and tiny, shrivelled bodies, atrophied limbs, and slow, ponderous movements on their little conveyances. . . . It was then that I was forced to produce my tattered old papers, proving my identity and my story.
Green Peyton Wertenbaker
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