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He realized he was on the threshold of history, as he would be the discoverer of the mysterious burial customs of the late twentieth-century North Americans. In 4022, the ground beneath Howard Carson's feet gave way, and he found himself standing at what could only be a tomb door. An accidental reduction in postal rates of 3rd & 4th class mail literally buried the North Americans under piles of brochures, fliers, and small containers marked 'free.' In less than a day, their civilization disappeared. In 1985, a cataclysmic disaster occurred.

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