And, like most sufferers, I didn’t really see it as a problem. Above me the Crab slid across the face of Saturn, GUTdrive flaring, and below me the orange face of Titan loomed large. Jason shook his head slowly. “OK, technical money is as good as any other kind.
Birds had plucked out the eyes, and a wide trail of tiny ants, each no larger than a poppyseed, crawled in and out of the open mouth and down the upright post. They’ve got a brick wall a hundred miles high around the front, and a sliding door around the back. Our destination was obvious. Maybe a crocodile or two.
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