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Название книги: The Sliced-Crosswise Only-on-Tuesday World
Автор(ы): Philip Farmer
Жанр: Научная Фантастика
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/The-Sliced-Crosswise-Only-on-Tuesday-World-192590.html
Getting into Wednesday was almost impossible.Tom Pym had thought about living on other days of the week. Almost everybody
with any imagination did. There were even TV shows speculating on this. Tom Pym
had even acted in two of these. But he had no genuine desire to move out of his own
world. Then his house burned down.This was on the last day of the eight days of spring. He awoke to look out the door
at the ashes and the firemen. A man in a white asbestos suit motioned for him to stay
inside. After fifteen minutes, another man in a suit gestured that it was safe. He
pressed the button by the door, and it swung open. He sank down in the ashes to his
ankles; they were a trifle warm under the inch-thick coat of water-soaked crust.There was no need to ask what had happened, but he did, anyway.The firemen said, "A short-circuit, I suppose. Actually, we don't know. It started
shortly after midnight, between the time that Monday quit and we took
Название книги: The Sliced-Crosswise Only-on-Tuesday World
Автор(ы): Philip Farmer
Жанр: Научная Фантастика
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/The-Sliced-Crosswise-Only-on-Tuesday-World-192590.html
Getting into Wednesday was almost impossible.Tom Pym had thought about living on other days of the week. Almost everybody
with any imagination did. There were even TV shows speculating on this. Tom Pym
had even acted in two of these. But he had no genuine desire to move out of his own
world. Then his house burned down.This was on the last day of the eight days of spring. He awoke to look out the door
at the ashes and the firemen. A man in a white asbestos suit motioned for him to stay
inside. After fifteen minutes, another man in a suit gestured that it was safe. He
pressed the button by the door, and it swung open. He sank down in the ashes to his
ankles; they were a trifle warm under the inch-thick coat of water-soaked crust.There was no need to ask what had happened, but he did, anyway.The firemen said, "A short-circuit, I suppose. Actually, we don't know. It started
shortly after midnight, between the time that Monday quit and we took
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