George's main suffering at the moment lay in the fact that he didn't quite know where to put his hands. He had been warned not to scratch his head or rub his ears or pick his nose or put his hands into his pockets. This eliminated almost every possibility.
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Furthermore, now that George had curled his hands into fists and lifted them before his face, the problem of what to do with his hands was, at least temporarily, solved.
vineri, octombrie 22, 2010
Profession - Isaac Asimov
Profession este o nuvela mai degraba greoaie, iti ia mult pana iti dai seama care este intriga. E plina insa de pasaje si formulari geniale:
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