Old ManChapter 4
Three months had gone by since I awoke to find myself ten thousand years in the future. Many things had changed, but many were still the same. I searched in vain for any signs of prejudice, favoritism or intolerance. They appear to have been erased off the face of the earth. Good riddance. Instead, people take pride in their accomplishments, their heritage, anything that makes them stand out from others. Not as something that made them better than others, just as something to be proud of. I...