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Know how to answer you for life to you is a thing of promise whereas for us but I shall show you. This city you are in was called is called Hanno. It is the biggest of the seven cities which are still inhabited yet there are no more than three thousand men and women in it now. Fewer and fewer children are born to us. Perhaps that is well. Each generation only prolongs our decay. We have had a glorious past but a glorious past is bitterness for a child with a hopeless future. For you who think of life as striving it will be difficult to understand. ' 'But can you do nothing?' Joan asked. 'You must know so much. Can't you find out why less children are born and cure it?' 'We could perhaps but is it worth it? Would you wish to bear a child for a life of imprisonment able to live only in our artificial conditions such as this? We.
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