Table of Contents | 19 March 2001
"There isn't much time. The voices behind the Illuminati have fallen silent. The New World Order has ceased its relentless quest for world domination. I predicted this; they're puppets, after all."
The life, work, and untimely death of a pioneering science fiction author, as told by one of his descendants.
Gold chain man, faithless, nevertheless / worked harder to beat the beans / than he ever did to love Lynda.
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