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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Thuvia, Maid of Mars by Edgar Rice Burroughs: morning throng of workers hastening to their daily duties.
Among them his warrior trappings were no more remarkable
than is a pair of trousers upon Broadway. All Martian men
are warriors, save those physically unable to bear arms.
The tradesman and his clerk clank with their martial
trappings as they pursue their vocations. The schoolboy,
coming into the world, as he does, almost adult from the
snowy shell that has encompassed his development for five
long years, knows so little of life without a sword at his
hip that he would feel the same discomfiture at going abroad
unarmed that an Earth boy would experience in walking the
Thuvia, Maid of Mars |
