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It seems our fate now to be faced with either the endless inconsistencies of roadtown (88), which is chaos, or the infinite consistency of Levittown, which is boredom. In road town we have a false complexity; in Levittown a false simplicity
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The party moved on, but deviated a little from the straight way, in order to glance at the ponderous remains of the temple of Mars Ultor, within which a convent of nuns is now established,-a dove-cote, in the war-god's mansion.
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