The bounties of space, of infinite outwardness, were three: empty heroics, low comedy, and pointless death.
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Mankind flung its advance agents ever outward, ever outward. Eventually it flung them out into space, into the colorless, tasteless, weightless sea of outwardness without end. It flung them like stones.
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I was a victim of a series of accidents, as are we all.
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