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Reading Science Fiction Novels in English _ The Earth Quarter by Damon Knight
"The Earth Quarter" 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 many ways 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
The Niori permitted refugees from Earth to live in their cramped little ghetto conditionally: that they do so peacefully. But there will always be patriotic fanatics, like Harkway and Rack,
who must disturb the peace....

The sun had set half an hour before. Now, from the window of Laszlo Cudyk's garret, he could see how the alien city shone frost-blue against the black sky; the tall hive-shapes that no man would have built, glowing with their own light.
Nearer, the slender drunken shafts of lamp posts marched toward him down the street, each with its prosaic yellow globe. Between them and all around, the darkness had gathered; darkness in angular shapes, the geometry of squalor.

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The Earth Quarter