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Unformatted text preview: d. "I'm glad you're here." "I am too, Aaron. I don't understand it. I want to contact the Elders. I want to speak directly to someone, to hear a voice." "That will never happen, my boy," said Aaron. "Aaron, in the years before the computer, what did you do?" "It was always typewritten. All communications went to the Moth- erhouse in Amsterdam, and the replies came by mail. Communication took greater time; less was said, I suspect. But there was never a voice attached to it, Yuri, or a face. In the days before the typewriter, a scribe wrote the letters for the Elders. No one knew who this was." "Aaron, let me tell you something." "I know what you're going to say," said Aaron calmly, thoughtfully. You knew the Amsterdam Motherhouse well before you ever left it-every nook and cranny. You cannot imagine where the Elders came LA a ne.K together, where they received their communications. Nobody knows." "Aaron, you have been in the Order for de...
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This note was uploaded on 02/20/2010 for the course WRITING 220.200 taught by Professor Julie during the Spring '10 term at Johns Hopkins.
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