Even if you got rid of paper, you would still have story-tellers. In fact, you had the story-tellers before you had the paper.
What could be safer than the bus center with its lamps and wheels?
Are we savages or what?
They walked along, two continents of experience and feeling unable to communicate.
Life's scientific, but we don't know, do we? Not certainly, I mean.
Couldn't a fire outrun a galloping horse?