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Margie even wrote about it that night in her diary. On the page headed May 17, 2155, she wrote, 'Today Tommy found a real book." It was a very old book. Margie's grandfather had heard about books like it when he was a little boy. He once said his grandfather had told them that there was a time when all stories were printed on paper. They turned the pages, which were yellow. It was very funny to read the words. They stood still, instead of moving the way they were supposed to - on a screen, you know. And then, when they turned back to the page before, it had the same words on it. It was just the same as it had been when they read it the first time.

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マージーはその日の日記にも書いておいた。 2155年5月17日 「今日トミーが本物の本を発見した。」 それはとても古い本だった。 マージーのおじいちゃんは 子供の頃に聞いたことがあると言っていた。 おじいちゃんのおじいちゃんが小さかった頃には お話は紙に印刷されていたものだ、って。 2人は黄ばんだページをめくった。 文字を追っていくのは、とても面白かった。 画面で本を読むときには、 文字はプログラム通りに動くでしょ? でも、この本の文字はじっと動かない。 そして、ひとつ前のページをめくれば、 そこにはさっきと同じ文字が並んでいる。 最初に読んだ時とまったく変わらぬようすで、そこにあるのだ。

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