″In the old days, yes,″ said Paolo, ″but everything's different now. We aren't allowed to fritter our time away.″
″We never did,″ Momo protested. ″It was nice,″ Maria said, ″but that's not the point.″
And the three of them hurried on with Momo trotting beside them.
″Where are you off to?″ she asked. ″To our play class,″ Franco told her.
″That's where they teach us how to play.″ Momo looked puzzled.
″Play what?″ ″Today we're playing data retrieval,″ Franco explained.
″It's a very useful game, but you have to concentrate like mad.″
″How does it go?″ ″We all pretend to be punch cards, and each card carries various bits of information about us - age, height, weight and so on.″
″Not our real age, height and weight, of course, because that would make it too easy.″
″Sometimes we're just long strings of letters and numerals, like MUX/763/y.″
″Anyway, then we're shuffled and fed into a card index, and one of us has to pick out a particular card.″
″He has to ask questions in such a way that all the other cards are eliminated and only the right one is left.″
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