“Well, no sense crying over unspilt blood,” the Prize Clerk said. “If we took full account of our… — Robert Sheckley
“Well, no sense crying over unspilt blood,” the Prize Clerk said. “If we took full account of our eventualities, we’d soon run out of eventualities for us to take full account of.”
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