Theyhad their television in the dorm, and bathroom facilities. There were the usual number oftalking plant stories, giant ant stories, space pirate stories, westerns transplanted to alien environments,the Adam-&-Eve story, the after-the-Bomb story. The lounge of the gigantic vessel was packed, with voyagers grouped by twos and threes andfours at the bubble tables with their thin stalk supports. So I went theother way, deeper into the room, deeper into the inversion layer of smoke and monotoned chatter.
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