This week I'm reading: Artemis by Andy Weir
I bounded over the gray, dusty terrain toward the huge dome of Conrad Bubble. Its airlock, ringed with red lights, stood distressingly far away.
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I smacked him on the back of the head and he jerked away from the microscope. He smiled like a child seeing a beloved aunt. "Oh! Hi, Jazz! What's up?"
So far I'm enjoying the game!