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Brave New World By Aldous Huxley

allow people to go popping off into eternity if they've

got any serious work to do. But as she hasn't got

any serious work "

"All the same," John persisted, "I don't

believe it's right."

The doctor shrugged his shoulders. "Well, of

course, if you prefer to have her screaming mad all

the time "

In the end John was forced to give in. Linda

got her soma. Thenceforward she remained in her

little room on the thirty-seventh floor of Bernard's

apartment house, in bed, with the radio and

television always on, and the patchouli tap just

dripping, and the soma tablets within reach of her

hand–there she remained; and yet wasn't there at

all, was all the time away, infinitely far away, on

holiday; on holiday in some other world, where the

music of the radio was a labyrinth of sonorous

colours, a sliding, palpitating labyrinth, that led (by

what beautifully inevitable windings) to a bright

centre of absolute conviction; where the dancing

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