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The greatest cracksman in the Galaxy-The Nebula ... mocked by a gay voice that called herself Andromeda, who led him into danger-and into the hands of his enemy! Phil Hanley came out of the managing editor's office and strode savagely to his desk in the paper littered city room. It was one P.M., between editions, and the reporters and copy-desk men of the Martian Globe were taking things easy for the moment. Hanley slumped into his chair, kicked his feet up on his auto-typewriter, and mouthed…
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- Author: Carl Jacobi
- Publisher: Positronic Publishing
- Year: 2021
- Pages: 34
- ISBN-10: 1515453014
- ISBN-13: 9781515453017
- Format: 15.2 x 22.9 x 0.2 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Language: English
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The greatest cracksman in the Galaxy-The Nebula ... mocked by a gay voice that called herself Andromeda, who led him into danger-and into the hands of his enemy!Phil Hanley came out of the managing editor's office and strode savagely to his desk in the paper littered city room. It was one P.M., between editions, and the reporters and copy-desk men of the Martian Globe were taking things easy for the moment. Hanley slumped into his chair, kicked his feet up on his auto-typewriter, and mouthed an oath. "He can't do it," he growled. "Who the hell does he think I am anyway? I'll quit, that's what I'll do."
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- Author: Carl Jacobi
- Publisher: Positronic Publishing
- Year: 2021
- Pages: 34
- ISBN-10: 1515453014
- ISBN-13: 9781515453017
- Format: 15.2 x 22.9 x 0.2 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Language: English English
The greatest cracksman in the Galaxy-The Nebula ... mocked by a gay voice that called herself Andromeda, who led him into danger-and into the hands of his enemy!
Phil Hanley came out of the managing editor's office and strode savagely to his desk in the paper littered city room. It was one P.M., between editions, and the reporters and copy-desk men of the Martian Globe were taking things easy for the moment. Hanley slumped into his chair, kicked his feet up on his auto-typewriter, and mouthed an oath. "He can't do it," he growled. "Who the hell does he think I am anyway? I'll quit, that's what I'll do."
Phil Hanley came out of the managing editor's office and strode savagely to his desk in the paper littered city room. It was one P.M., between editions, and the reporters and copy-desk men of the Martian Globe were taking things easy for the moment. Hanley slumped into his chair, kicked his feet up on his auto-typewriter, and mouthed an oath. "He can't do it," he growled. "Who the hell does he think I am anyway? I'll quit, that's what I'll do."
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