Conditioned Reflex

 

 

They finally construct that perfect figure whose center is everywhere and circumference nowhere. Upon completion they decide that it is not bringing in a large enough profit and so convert it into a factory specializing in the fabrication of darkness.

None of the townspeople raise their voice for, naturally, they make up the bulk of the payroll.

 

Written during the mid-1970s

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