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I saw the aurora borealis, father! They were more beautiful than I could describe. They struck quite a contrast to the emaciated, desperate people…

I saw the aurora borealis, father! They were more beautiful than I could describe. They struck quite a contrast to the emaciated, desperate people around me. I don't know if we're the builders of the future or mere slaves. We have no doctors, no cooks, and no hope; our world consists of an endless, stinging wind and a parade of tumbleweeds.

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