A group of friends talk about the purpose of life.

This is an odd story, basically a speculative essay in fictional form. It’s a little obvious in its anti-nuclear war message, and vaguely interesting as what the story itself calls “logic chopping”—but since it’s the ideas being tossed about that are the key and not the people tossing them, as fiction it largely fails. The ideas themselves have a certain amount of merit and interest, but not really all that much and they aren’t espoused with sufficient system to make the story worthwhile for them, either.

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