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    Paladin Of The Lost Hour, By Harlan Ellison - Part 2

        Like Gaspar, Billy Kinetta was alone in the world. His three-room apartment was the vacuum in which he existed. It was furnished, but if one stepped out into the hallway and, for all the money in all the numbered accounts in all the banks in Switzerland...
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    Looking For An Author Of A Forgetting Potion

    15 or more years ago I read a collection of fantastical short stories in French. Don't know if that was the original language. One of the stories was about a man who was in terrible pain from a breakup. To relieve his pain he invented a potion to erase his memory to the point...
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    Paladin Of The Lost Hour, By Harlan Ellison - Part 3

        Billy had finished eating, and they were sitting in the dimness of the apartment, only the lamp in the corner lit. The old man had gone to the County Art Museum and had bought inexpensive prints -- Max Ernst, Gerome, Richard Dadd, a subtle Feininger -- which...
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    Susan, By Harlan Ellison

    A bittersweet story of a woman's love for a very special man.... As she had done every night since they met, she went in bare feet and a cantaloupe-meat-colored nightshift to the shore of the sea of mist, the verge of the ocean of smothering vapor, the edge of the bewildering...
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    Who Goes There, By JW Campbell

    Remember John Carpenter's The Thing?   I   The place stank. A queer, mingled stench that only the ice-buried cabins of an Antarctic camp know, compounded of reeking human sweat, and the heavy, fish-oil stench of melted seal blubber. An overtone of liniment...
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    Mimsy Were The Borogroves, By Lewis Padgett (Read By William Shatner)

                This famous story is based on the following poem.  Don't say it out loud, no matter what.   'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogroves, And the mome raths...
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    The Tenants, By William Tenn

    Ever wondered about the 13th floor in your office building...? When Miss Kerstenberg, his secretary, informed Sydney Blake over the interoffice communicator that two gentlemen had just entered and expressed a desire to rent space in the building, Blake's "Well, show them in...
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    The Star, By Arthur C Clarke (A Great Story To Read For The Holiday Season)

    A story about a special symbol.... It is three thousand light-years to the Vatican. Once, I believed that space could have no power over faith, just as I believed the heavens declared the glory of God’s handwork. Now I have seen that handiwork, and my faith is...
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    The 9 Billion Names Of God, By Arthur C. Clarke

    A case of where the end does NOT justify the means.... “This is a slightly unusual request,” said Dr. Wagner, with what he hoped was commendable restraint. “As far as I know, it’s the first time anyone’s been asked to supply a Tibetan...
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    "Hello" Said The Stick, By Michael Swanwick

    Beware of seemingly innocuous, everyday objects.... "Hello," said the stick. The soldier stopped, and looked around. He did not touch the hilt of his sword, but he adjusted his stance so he could reach it quickly, if need be. But there was nothing to be seen. The moors...
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    The Signalman, By Charles Dickens

    A terrifying tale of premonition.... "Halloa!  Below there!" When he heard a voice thus calling to him, he was standing at the door of his box, with a flag in his hand, furled round its short pole.  One would have thought, considering the nature of the ground, that...
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    The Monkey's Paw, By WW Jacobs

    Be careful what you wish for.  You might just get it.     Part I Without, the night was cold and wet, but in the small parlour of Laburnum villa the blinds were drawn and the fire burned brightly. Father and son were at chess; the former, who...
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    Paladin Of The Lost Hour, By Harlan Ellison - Part 1

    What if there weren't 24 hours in a day?  What if there was an additional hour, floating about?   THIS WAS AN OLD MAN. Not an incredibly old man; obsolete, spavined; not as worn as the sway-backed stone steps ascending the Pyramid of the Sun to an...
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    Star Light, Star Bright, By Alfred Bester

    A child with a terrifying gift.... The man in the car was thirty-eight years old. He was tall, slender, and not strong. His cropped hair was prematurely gray. He was afflicted with an education and a sense of humor. He was inspired by a purpose. He was armed with a phone book...
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    Beachworld, By Stephen King

      FedShip ASN/29 fell out of the sky and crashed. After a while two men slipped from its cloven skull like brains. They walked a little way and then stood, helmets beneath their arms, and looked at where they had finished up. It was a beach in no need of an ocean&mdash...
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    Mansize In Marble, By Edith Nesbit

    Don't disturb the dead.  Not even their effigies....   Although every word of this story is as true as despair, I do not expect people to believe it. Nowadays a "rational explanation" is required before belief is possible. Let me then, at once, offer the...
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    The Last Question, By Isaac Asimov

    Forget string theory.  Here is the scientific answer to what came before....   The last question was asked for the first time, half in jest, on May 21, 2061, at a time when humanity first stepped into the light. The question came about as a result of...
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    I Have No Mouth But I Must Scream, By Harlan Ellison

    The horror of sheer helplessness.... Limp, the body of Gorrister hung from the pink palette; unsupported—hanging high above us in the computer chamber; and it did not shiver in the chill, oily breeze that blew eternally through the main cavern. The body hung head down...
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