He would have a new life in that far away land of brown men who worshipped white gods; where many of his villagemates had gone, where the earth was forever kind and the sun warm.
And then everyone on the bus clapped! That's a very nice anecdote that has zero basis in reality.
There is no stability; only politics. The Republic is not what it once was. The Senate is full of greedy, squabbling delegates. There is no interest in the common good.
She had long since ceased to share a bed with her, allowing Madge and Flossie the one respectable bed the room contained, and sleeping herself on a rackety trestle-bed underneath the window.
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