The Great Cosmic Joke

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Detroit was a city of rust and silence. For Arthur, the world was a series of grey rectangles: the grey of the sidewalk, the grey of the sky, the grey of the vending machine that had eaten his last dollar. Arthur lived in a room that smelled of damp cardboard and old cigarettes. He spent his days sorting scrap metal in a junkyard, a job that required the intellectual depth of a toaster. He was...

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