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My name is Henry Revere. My appearance is not remarkable, my intelligence is hardly noteworthy, and my emotions run evenly. I live in a house of synthetic shell, decorated with wood and jade, and surrounded by a pleasant garden. The view to one side is the ocean, the other, a valley sprinkled with houses similar to my own. I am by no means a prisoner, although my servants supervise me with the most minute care. Their first concern is to prevent my suicide, just as mine is to achieve it.
Full story at the internet Archive:
https://archive.org/details/Fantastic_Universe_v06n03_1956-10/page/n71
Republished in The World-Thinker and Other Stories, Spatterlight, 2012