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“... anxiety neurosis ... obvious feeling of not being wanted ... probably steals to attract attention ... recommend emigration.”

“In view of some complicating factors, we’re going to give you a choice,” the judge finally said. “You can either go to the penitentiary for ten years and pay a $10,000 fine, or you can ship out to the colony planets and receive a five-hundred-dollar immigration bonus.”

She thought for a minute that she hadn’t heard right. Ten thousand dollars and ten years! It was obvious that the state was interested in neither the fine nor in paying her room and board for ten years. She could recognize a squeeze play when she saw it, but there was nothing she could do about it.

“I wouldn’t call that a choice,” she said sourly. “I’ll ship out.”

V

Suzanne was proud of the apartment. It had all the modern conveniences, like the needle shower with the perfume dispenser, the built-in soft-drink bar in the library, the all-communications set, and the electrical massager. It was a nice, comfortable setup, an illusion of security in an ever-changing world.