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Reading Science Fiction in English _ A Likely Story by Damon Knight
"A Likely Story" is a short story written in 1955 by American science fiction writer Damon Knight. Damon Knight is known as a prominent science fiction writer, editor, and critic who was active in the mid-20th century.
Damon Knight was a key figure in the 20th-century American science fiction world, and was active in various fields as a writer, editor, critic, and educator. He wrote impressive works such as "To Serve Man" and edited several science fiction magazines and anthologies, working hard to discover new writers. He contributed to the qualitative improvement of the genre with his sharp criticism, and co-founded the Clarion Writers' Workshop, nurturing many new writers.

Summary
If you discovered a fantastic power like this, you'd use it benevolently, for the good of the entire human race?wouldn't you? Sure you would!

That was the damnedest December I ever saw in New York. Whatever the weather is, Manhattan always gets the worst of it?frying hot in summer, snow or slush up to your ankles in winter?and all along the seaboard, it was a mean season. Coming in from Pennsylvania the day before, we'd been held up twice while the tracks were cleared. But when I stepped out of the hotel that night, the Saturday after Christmas, it was like a mild October; the air was just cool, with a fresh hint of snow in it. There was a little slush in the gutters, not much; the pavements were dry.

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A Likely Story