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She thought some more. "But, you still had the old books!"
"And hardly anyone could find them. No one could tell the old books from the new, and the new books were ... they were not written by people. They were created by a mechanical process that allowed one to feed a machine several thousand books, and produce new ones, endless variations in which the real stories would be lost. None of them quite right, none of them... whole."
"I think I see now. That is awful."
"It was, child. It was."

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