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Mere seconds after his unexpected encounter with a strangely articulate yet enigmatic little snake, says the narration, a young man steps through the elevator door to head back down to Vi's apartment -- and finds himself stepping in the door of the fabled nexus of all possible worlds and times. More omnichronistic than Callahan's Crosstime Saloon, more pan-dimensional than the Inn Between, and far, far more alive than Terminus ... this is Milliways, the Bar at the End of the Multiverse. The place where -- apparently -- everybody knows your name.
It's a good place to relax when you've got trouble on your mind. Because you've got time here to work things out. All the time in the worlds.
Andrew looks around and heads toward the bar, vaguely wishing he had his camcorder.
It's a good place to relax when you've got trouble on your mind. Because you've got time here to work things out. All the time in the worlds.
Andrew looks around and heads toward the bar, vaguely wishing he had his camcorder.