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My Blood Has Been To The Moon
Trading places with the lonely zoologist, I seldom perform card tricks like back on earth. The red metal banisters lead the way toward mild gravity. Sinking my body into the controlled inner-construct, my mind thinks about the blood. It’s good blood. My blood has been to the moon. What I don’t know is hard to express to someone whose life depends on the job I’m doing. Gut reactions will manifest themselves shortly, and I will have time to reflect. The crane is the only thing connecting me to civilization, a drifting arc that could vanish, evaporate. It is amusing to make a noise with my mouth,...Read the full of My Blood Has Been To The Moon