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book-aesthete:

Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?
Philip K. Dick. New York, 1968.

First edition, ex-library copy, with stamp and ink numbering to title, and base of p. 210, library label to endpaper, hinges weak, original cloth, cocked, frayed and marked at head and base, dust-jacket, spine faded, spine ends bumped, creased, 8vo.

B-A Note: I really like this jacket artwork for some reason.

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“A merry little surge of electricity piped by automatic alarm from the mood organ beside his bed awakened Rick Deckard. Surprised - it always surprised him to find himself awake without prior notice - he rose from the bed, stood up in his multicolored pajamas, and stretched.” - Chapter 1

“You will be required to do wrong no matter where you go. It is the basic condition of life, to be required to violate your own identity.” - Mercer