Sadly, the year 2490, both in reality and in fiction, had not much going on at the time.
Maybe a dinosaur died out that year, and just one person notied this, but while running he got tired, and a tree fell on him. Nobody heard it.
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As human beings, our greatness lies not so much in being able to remake the world (that is the myth of the Atomic Age) as in being able to remake ourselves. —Mohandas K. Gandhi
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