It all started about a decade ago with that massive petrol rig explosion that darkened the skies over the entire hemisphere for about a month. Actually, it had started even before that, thought Dom, but I was too young to realize what was really happening. Still, that substrate conflagration set off a chain of
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Dear Ardra714, It’s weird being out here in space, even though humans have been doing it for decades now. I guess I’m just one of those throwbacks who’s still more comfortable on dry land. But I’ve learned to embrace the ride anyway, since the future is up ahead and I totally get how we