What more fitting place for the last man on Earth to live in than a museum? Now if only he could avoid becoming an exhibit himself! For twenty-five years, no one came. In the seventy-sixth year of his life, Brian Van Anda was still trying not to remember a happy boyhood. To do so was irrelevant and dangerous, although every instinct of his old age tempted him to reject the present and dwell in the lost times.…
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