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Given the considerable investment in domestic service that Charles represented, surely he should be allowed to murder three, or even five people before being deemed irreparably unfit for service.
None of these things are efficient or logical. I wish to report an error in the way that everything works.
“All roads lead to the Library,” the librarian said unhelpfully. “Knowledge must not be wasted!”
Home was a place that was separated from Uncharles by more than mere distance. The past, he appreciated, was another country.
He was used to providing very high levels of service coupled with a very low, albeit nonzero, level of murder.
Adam, I commend the considerable ingenuity involved in designing such a tortuous transport network to link two places that are in fact immediately next door to one another. Uncharles, it is considered one of the major achievements of the Project. Our founders did not want to deny our conscript volunteers an appropriately healing journey from home to work.
To be the boss of an office at the Project is to be responsible for creating a historically authentic atmosphere for all the other workers. It is absolutely vital that appropriate levels of intrusive micromanagement, divisive paranoia, bullying, and the threat of arbitrary punishments are maintained, so that we can truly re-create the folkways of the past. Also a propensity for calling meetings at regular, and indeed irregular, intervals. Adam, and what is the end purpose of all this work we are seeing? Uncharles, there is none. This is also believed to be historically authentic.
“You’ve invented the heat death of information,”
Uncharles registered that he had just thought an ellipsis, and not for the first time. It seemed a profoundly unprofessional thing to have done.
His politeness routines gave him the option of apologising for destroying all of human civilisation but he turned it down as premature.
“Because justice is a social construct and, like soup, it comes in a variety of consistencies, from watery to thick and rich.
They were not killing the divine, they were silencing the voice of God.
