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The Last Night of the World, by Ray Bradbury “What would you do if you knew that this was the last night of the world?” “What would I do? You mean seriously?” “Yes, seriously.” “I don’t know. I hadn’t thought.” He poured some coffee. In the background the two girls were playing blocks on the parlour rug in the light of the green hurricane lamps. There was an easy, clean aroma of the brewed coffee in the evening air. “Well, better start thinking about it”, he said. “You don’t mean it!” He nodded. “A war?” He shook his head. “Not the hydrogen or atom bomb?” “No.” “Or germ warfare?” “None of those at all”, he said, stirring his coffee slowly. “But just, let’s say, the closing of a book.” “I don... Enlace permanente.