Civilisation, Priced In
The graph twitched, the deadline slipped, and the threatened destruction of a people was folded neatly back into guidance
There was a time, I am told, when the threatened destruction of a civilisation might have interrupted polite conversation. A hush might have fallen. A priest might have crossed himself. A statesman m…
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