In Babylon
Marcel Möring
1997
Emmanuel Hollander worked at, and believed in progress, but progress was not a religious notion for him, as it was for his future wife. He was an engineer and knew that every machine began as a rickety prototype, held together with paper clips and string, but gradually improved, little by little. His mistake was in concluding that the world was no…
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