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Well, considering modernism was no longer modern decades ago, and we've past the point of post-modernism, I think Tolkien's already ancient text will certainly outlive any number of new delineators for modernity (hyper-modern?). That is, until we old sods shuttle off this mortal coil and everyone stops reading altogether, because the chips in their heads play four dimensional interactive movies 24 hours a day.
Where is my soma? I had it right here with the melange I was going to ingest prior to dinner.
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And your little sister's immaculate virginity wings away on the bony shoulders of a young horse named George who stole surreptitiously into her geography revision.
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