<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/span><\/p>\nbroke and were not replaced. At one time he had owned a<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/div>\ncar and a telephone. No more. And yet somehow, things<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/div>\ndid not become more simple. Then one night, roused from<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/div>\nsleep he stepped out naked into the below zero winter night,<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/div>\ninto the clear midnight and 20 billion stars. Nothing stirred,<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/div>\nnot a leaf, nothing out there, not the animal self, not the<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/div>\nbird-brained self. Not a breath of wind yet somehow the<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/div>\ndoor slammed hut locking behind him and knocking the<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/div>\nkerosene lantern to the floor. Suddenly the whole place<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/div>\nwas afire. What to do? Should he try to make the mile-long<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/div>\nrun through the woods over hard-crusted snow to the nearest<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/div>\nneighbor or just stick close to his own fire and hope that<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/div>\nsomeone would see the light? The cabin was going fast.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/div>\nFlames leaped high above the bare trees.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/p><\/span><\/div>\n
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