2024. Raskolnikov lets out a long, slow breath. He can’t even imagine what the world would look like in 2024. Will humanity have solved world hunger? Will they have cured disease? It’s enough to make his head spin.
“It was 1866 for me,” he confesses, eyes darting around nervously.
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“It was 1866 for me,” he confesses, eyes darting around nervously.