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           Andawordstealsintoourmind,aswelookuponourbrothers,andthatwordisfear.

           Thereisfearhangingintheairofthesleepinghalls,andintheairofthestreets.FearwalksthroughtheCity,fearwithoutname,withoutshape.Allmenfeelitandnonedaretospeak.

           Wefeelitalso,whenweareintheHomeoftheStreetSweepers.Buthere,inourtunnel,wefeelitnolonger.Theairispureundertheground.Thereisnoodorofmen.Andthesethreehoursgiveusstrengthforourhoursabovetheground.

           Ourbodyisbetrayingus,fortheCounciloftheHomelookswithsuspicionuponus.Itisnotgoodtofeeltoomuchjoynortobegladthatourbodylives.Forwematternotanditmustnotmattertouswhetherweliveordie,whichistobeasourbrotherswillit.Butwe,Equality7-2521,aregladtobeliving.Ifthisisavice,thenwewishnovirtue.

           Yetourbrothersarenotlikeus.Allisnotwellwithourbrothers.ThereareFraternity2-5503,aquietboywithwise,kindeyes,whocrysuddenly,withoutreason,inthemidstofdayornight,andtheirbodyshakeswithsobstheycannotexplain.ThereareSolidarity9-6347,whoareabrightyouth,withoutfearintheday;buttheyscreamintheirsleep,andtheyscream:“Helpus!Helpus!Helpus!”intothenight,inavoicewhichchillsourbones,buttheDoctorscannotcureSolidarity9-6347.

           Andasweallundressatnight,inthedimlightofthecandles,ourbrothersaresilent,fortheydarenotspeakthethoughtsoftheirminds.Forallmustagreewithall,andtheycannotknowiftheirthoughtsarethethoughtsofall,andsotheyfeartospeak.