In Memory of Books
- Morgantown: The holotape is inside the locked safe behind the counter of the bookstore, next door to the barber shop.
Bookstore Owner: Oh, my books. My big, beautiful bound books filled with stories and knowledge and history. I love my books. I always will. But lately, I've been feeling like books are on their merry way to becoming antiques. Nobody reads from paper anymore. I saw some University kids in the store the other day just reading the covers and nothing more. Can you believe that? Completely summarizing the contents of a published work by judging the cover? Absolutely unbelievable. But now it's all holotape this, terminal that. Thank you, RobCo, for ushering in the death of books and, to be honest, our entire civilization while we're at it. And no, for anyone snooping in, the irony that I'm recording this rant is not lost on me. I can still mourn for the death of my favorite pastime without getting left behind in the past, thank you very much.