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Showing posts with label Philip K. Dick. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Philip K. Dick. Show all posts

Philip K. Dick: Roog

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“Roog!” the dog said. He rested his paws on the top of the fence and looked around him. The Roog came running into the yard. It was early...

Philip K. Dick: A Little Something for Us Tempunauts

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Wearily, Addison Doug plodded up the long path of synthetic redwood rounds, step by step, his head down a little, moving as if he were i...

Philip K. Dick: The Skull

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"What is this opportunity?" Conger asked. "Go on. I'm interested." The room was silent; all faces were fixe...

Philip K. Dick: Paychek

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ALL AT ONCE he was in motion. Around him smooth jets hummed. He was on a small private rocket cruiser, moving leisurely across the after...

Philip K. Dick: We Can Remember it For You Wholesale

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He awoke and wanted Mars. The valleys, he thought. What would it be like to trudge among them? Great and greater yet: the dream grew a...

Philip K. Dick: The Eyes Have It

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It was quite by accident I discovered this incredible invasion of Earth by lifeforms from another planet. As yet, I haven't done a...

Philip K. Dick: Captive market

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Saturday morning, about eleven o'clock, Mrs. Edna Berthelson was ready to make her little trip. Although it was a weekly affair, c...

Philip K. Dick: The Cookie Lady

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"Where you going, Bubber?" Ernie Mill shouted from across the street, fixing papers for his route. "No place," B...
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