Ripped by an asteroid stray, the space-ship drifted helplessly ... until suddenly, across the shuddering deeps, a strange voice called to her. I recall that when I was just a boy hanging around the old Mojave space yards, there was an old timer there who used to sing an old song. He learned it from his father and he from his grandfather who used to prospect for gold in the Death Valley country.…
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