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"I am not fit for you, Mr. Rosewater." He cocked his head to one side. "And what made you think that absurd thought, Ms. Gray?" A smirk came to his lips. "I am certainly not attractive nor handsome," she stated. "No, you are not, Ms. Gray." She nodded along with him, the little bit of hope that had been left inside her heart escaping with her dreams. "You, Ms. Gray, are something entirely different." "And what, may I ask, is that?" "You are beautiful."

In the far future, mankind has evolved beyond humanity. Everything is known, and anything can be accomplished, but without feeling or emotion. Without life. Now the human race's only hope to regain their humanity lies somewhere else: the past.