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The Street That Wasn’t There
The Street That Wasn’t There
The Street That Wasn’t There
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The Street That Wasn’t There

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One man, alone, could not stand off the irresistible march of nothingness. One man, all alone, simply couldn’t do it.
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Release dateJun 1, 2014
ISBN9781627559843
The Street That Wasn’t There
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Clifford D. Simak

During his fifty-five-year career, CLIFFORD D. SIMAK produced some of the most iconic science fiction stories ever written. Born in 1904 on a farm in southwestern Wisconsin, Simak got a job at a small-town newspaper in 1929 and eventually became news editor of the Minneapolis Star-Tribune, writing fiction in his spare time. Simak was best known for the book City, a reaction to the horrors of World War II, and for his novel Way Station. In 1953 City was awarded the International Fantasy Award, and in following years, Simak won three Hugo Awards and a Nebula Award. In 1977 he became the third Grand Master of the Science Fiction and Fantasy Writers of America, and before his death in 1988, he was named one of three inaugural winners of the Horror Writers Association’s Bram Stoker Award for Lifetime Achievement.

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    Listened to the version on librivox.org, as narrated by Peter Yearsley, who has a slight British accent and did a marvelous job. 36 minutes.

    Note - the entries are mislabeled, at least for now. If you hit 'play' and start hearing Peter Rabbit, go back to the collection, and select Peter Rabbit, and you should get this story.

    Simak does better in novel form, imo, but even in his short stories he doesn't get so caught up in the gimmick of the story's concept that he forgets the humanity of his characters. The details of the scientist's life, and his reactions to the 'adventure,' are so carefully drawn that I almost wanted to spend a whole book with ex-professor Chambers. It's not just an ashtray, it's an elephant ashtray. Which, we learn at the apt moment, he never liked much anyway. Poignant and clever, both. Never mind the implausibility of the science - after all, what do we really know? We could be so wrong about basic physics, why not play with the ideas, if the result is a charmer like this one.

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The Street That Wasn’t There - Clifford D. Simak

The Street That Wasn’t There

By Clifford D. Simak and Carl Jacobi

Wilder Publications

Copyright © 2014 Wilder Publications

Cover image © Can Stock Photo / gemenacom

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Mr. Jonathon Chambers left his house on Maple Street at exactly seven o’clock in the evening and set out on the daily walk he had taken, at the same time, come rain or snow, for twenty solid years.

The walk never varied. He paced two blocks down Maple Street, stopped at the Red Star confectionery to buy a Rose Trofero perfecto, then walked to the end of the fourth block on Maple. There he turned right on Lexington, followed Lexington to Oak, down Oak and so by way of Lincoln back to Maple again and to his home.

He didn’t walk fast. He took his time. He always returned to his front door at exactly 7:45. No one ever stopped to talk with him. Even the man at the Red Star confectionery, where he bought his cigar, remained silent while the purchase was being made. Mr. Chambers merely tapped on the glass top of the counter with a coin, the man reached in and brought forth the box, and Mr. Chambers took his cigar. That was all.

For people long ago had gathered that Mr. Chambers desired to be left alone. The newer generation of townsfolk called it eccentricity. Certain uncouth persons had a different word for it. The oldsters remembered that this

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