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SUMMERTIME WAS NEARLY OVER By Brian Aldiss I am resolved to leave some brief account of my days while I am still able. It does not escape me that a fair hand has already written some account of my early days; but that account broke off too soon, for I returned from the realms of ice, to which solitudes my soul — if I may be presumed to have one — was attracted. In due time, I returned to the country about the city of Geneva. Although I had hoped for justice and understanding when my story was known, that was not to be. Persecution remained my lot. I had to escape to the nearby wilderness of mountain and ice, to live out my days among chamois and eagle, which were being hunted as avidly as I. Before leaving the city for ever, I came across a philosopher, Jean-Jacques Rousseau, even more noted than the family of my accursed Master. At the beginning of one of his books I discovered these
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