I skimmed through parts of Stephen Leacock's Afternoons in Utopia (1932) - a very mixed bag of a book, I thought - in part wearily sending up the "dream of the future" genre, in part using it for humour (the book was pitched as humour) and in part using it for political and economic manifesto. An interesting book, but I decided not the one I want to read just now.
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An interesting book, but I decided not the one I want to read just now.
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