Infected with the Age Virus?
Not just yet, but tinkers,
tinkerers, thinkers, thinker-ers…meditate on this Mandala for a spell…
"Then tell your boss we want to see him."
Her eyebrows went up. "Whom do you think you are kidding, sonny boy? Mr. Ekizian is a busy man."
Pollux said to Castor, "Let's go over to the Hungarian, Cas. These people don't mean business."
"Maybe you're right."
The girl looked from one to the other, shrugged, and flipped a switch. "Mr. Ekizan - there are a couple of Boy Scouts out here who say they want to buy a spaceship?"
Up-alk, down-talk ... either way...
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