You’d expect a physically challenged, mentally retarded child born with a life expectancy of six years to figure out a crude way of getting around. Some simple crutches, perhaps. Or maybe a box to drag oneself around in
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First contact went very well. The neutral meeting point on one of Saturn’s moons was a good point for everyone. They had faster-than-light travel and we didn’t so it was deemed fair
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It’s a very strange feeling, waking up after you’re sure you were killed. I remember thinking that this must be how people who were in car accidents feel when they wake up in the hospital. Shaky. Disjointed sense of time. It must all feel a little unreal
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