"Joan D. Vinge - Snow Queen 2 - World's End" - читать интересную книгу автора (Vinge Joan D)

town. A jungle of unwholesome-looking plant life

pressed in on the road and the terminal. There were

black scorch marks where the flora had been burned

back recently along the roadsides. I took off my heavy

jacket, picked up my belongings, and began to walk.



I stopped again as I reached a gateway at the edge of

town.




WELCOME TO WORLD'S END




someone had scrawled on the blistered wall, complete
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with the official seals.




THE ASSHOLE OF THE HEGEMONY.




It struck me like a slap in the face, a grotesque insult. I

stared at it until the tension of my clenched jaw made

my face hurt--made me remember who I'm not, here. I

said to myself, "It's not your problem."