TAILIEUCHUNG - 2BRO2B Vonnegut, Kurt

Everything was perfectly swell. There were no prisons, no slums, no insane asylums, no cripples, no poverty, no wars. All diseases were conquered. So was old age. Death, barring accidents, was an adventure for volunteers. The population of the United States was stabilized at forty-million souls. One bright morning in the Chicago Lying-in Hospital, a man named Edward K. Wehling, Jr., waited for his wife to give birth. He was the only man waiting. Not many people were born a day any more. Wehling was fifty-six, a mere stripling in a population whose average age was one hundred and twenty-nine. X-rays had revealed that his wife was going to have triplets. The. | 2 B R O 2 B Vonnegut Kurt Published 1962 Categorie s Fiction Humorous Science Fiction Short Stories Source http 1 About Vonnegut Kurt Vonnegut Jr. November 11 1922 - April 11 2007 was a prolific and genre-bending American author. The novelist known for works blending satire black comedy and science fiction such as Slaughterhouse-Five 1969 Cat s Cradle 1963 and Breakfast of Champions 1973 . Also available on Feedbooks for Vonnegut The Big Trip Up Yonder 1954 Copyright Please read the legal notice included in this e-book and or check the copyright status in your country. Note This book is brought to you by Feedbooks http Strictly for personal use do not use this file for commercial purposes. 2 Everything was perfectly swell. There were no prisons no slums no insane asylums no cripples no poverty no wars. All diseases were conquered. So was old age. Death barring accidents was an adventure for volunteers. The population of the United States was stabilized at forty-million souls. One bright morning in the Chicago Lying-in Hospital a man named Edward K. Wehling Jr. waited for his wife to give birth. He was the only man waiting. Not many people were born a day any more. Wehling was fifty-six a mere stripling in a population whose average age was one hundred and twenty-nine. X-rays had revealed that his wife was going to have triplets. The children would be his first. Young Wehling was hunched in his chair his head in his hand. He was so rumpled so still and colorless as to be virtually invisible. His camouflage was perfect since the waiting room had a disorderly and demoralized air too. Chairs and ashtrays had been moved away from the walls. The floor was paved with spattered dropcloths. The room was being redecorated. It was being redecorated as a memorial to a man who had volunteered to die. A sardonic old man about two hundred years old sat on a stepladder painting a mural he did not like. Back in the days when people aged visibly .

TAILIEUCHUNG - Chia sẻ tài liệu không giới hạn
Địa chỉ : 444 Hoang Hoa Tham, Hanoi, Viet Nam
Website : tailieuchung.com
Email : tailieuchung20@gmail.com
Tailieuchung.com là thư viện tài liệu trực tuyến, nơi chia sẽ trao đổi hàng triệu tài liệu như luận văn đồ án, sách, giáo trình, đề thi.
Chúng tôi không chịu trách nhiệm liên quan đến các vấn đề bản quyền nội dung tài liệu được thành viên tự nguyện đăng tải lên, nếu phát hiện thấy tài liệu xấu hoặc tài liệu có bản quyền xin hãy email cho chúng tôi.
Đã phát hiện trình chặn quảng cáo AdBlock
Trang web này phụ thuộc vào doanh thu từ số lần hiển thị quảng cáo để tồn tại. Vui lòng tắt trình chặn quảng cáo của bạn hoặc tạm dừng tính năng chặn quảng cáo cho trang web này.