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"SCREW OFF, TRAFFIC WATCHER" HELLFIRE SNARLED. "YOU UNDERCOVER POUCERS GIVE
ME THE CRAWLIES" In the Loophole Bar, even pirates were supposed to be able to
drink in peace. Janja, glancing from Hellfire to the man standing at her side,
knew violence was coming. She jammed her elbow into his crotch at the same
time Hellfire's stopper cleared its holster. "What seems to be the trouble
here?" A metal cyber-bouncer rushed over on silent rollers. "l...fel! down..."
the man on the floor said with effort. He flashed a look at Janja, who had
probably saved his life. The robot, who thought he was drunk, escorted him
away. Hellfire scowled at Janja while the other people around thetable waited
for the explosion. Heilfire was a deadly guttersnipe whose sexual preference
never stood in the way of murder..,. SPACEWAYS #1 OF ALIEN BONDAGE #2
CORUNDUM'S WOMAN #3 ESCAPE FROM MACHO #4 SATANA
ENSLAVED PLBV8OV PflP€RSflCKS SPACEWAYS #2: CORUNDUM'S WOMAN Copyright (c)
1982 by John Cleve Cover illustration copyright (c) 1982 by PEI Books,
Inc. All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a
retrieval system or transmitted in any form by an electronic, mechanical,
photocopying, recording means or otherwise without prior written permission of
the publisher. Published simultaneously in the United States and Canada by
Playboy Paperbacks, New York, New York. Printed in the United States of
America. Library of Congress Catalog Card Number: 81-83489. First edition. The
poem Scarlet Hills copyright (c) 1982 by Ann Morris; used by permission of the
author. Books are available at quantity discounts for promotional and
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Paperbacks, 1633 Broadway, New York, New York 10019. ISBN: 0-867-21037-0 First
printing May 1982. A: All planets are not shown. B: Map is not to scale,
because of the vast distances between stars. SCARLET HILLS Alas, fair ones,
my time has come. I must depart your lovely home- Seek the bounds of this
galaxy To find what lies beyond. (chorus) Scarlet hills and amber
skies, Gentlebeings with loving eyes; All these I leave to search for a
dream That will cure the wand'rer in me. You say it must be glamorous For
those who travel out through space. You know not the dark, endless night Nor
the solitude we face. (reprise chorus) I know not of my journey's end Nor the
time nor toll it will have me spend. But I must see what I've never seen And
know what I've never known. Scarlet hills and amber skies, Gentlebeings with
loving eyes; All these I leave to search for a dream That will cure the
wand'rer in me. -Ann Morris 1 We live on an ordinary planet, one of nine
that orbit a typical, undistinguished star. And this star, our sun, is just
one among billions scattered around our Galaxy. William J. Kaufmann, Black
Holes and Warped Spacetime Space. Take a piece of black-something. Steel,
iron, cardboard, velvet; no matter. It need only be black, and enormous. It
must surround and blot every horizon. There must be no horizon. Curvature or
noncurvature do not matter. It must be true black, that overabundance of color
and absence of light that produce black, and true black does not show curve or
plane. True Black has no shape and no depth-unless perhaps it shows infinite
depth? It is just Blackness. Now punch as many holes into the Blackness as it