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August 24, 2007
Jim: There’s No Place Like Someone Else’s Home
By virtue of being both educated and intelligent, Jack Carr was promoted from Rock Hound to Mineral Surveyor and assigned to a two-man scouting ship.
During his first week, he was sent to survey (3124) Kansas. Just another hunk of rock, he thought. The chunk he drilled for assaying emitted an odd, purplish spray. Not liquid, he decided, but very small, globular creatures, now dead in the vacuum of space.
Jack didn’t want to be known as the man who discovered extra-terrestrial life. After all, he was in hiding.
“Nothing here,” he radioed and jetted away to intercept the ship.
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