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Mostly, the aliens worked as janitors and fruit-pickers. There were no animals anymore, and few machines; the technology of Cruise Eternity seemed quaint and decidedly vulgar. Fruit was all they ate in the twenty-ninth, though some of it had been engineered to a passable imitation of a rare filet mignon. After a day of orientation, the two of them went exploring.<\/p>\n

There were fruit trees everywhere. Even the buildings were a kind of megatree, with natural chambers floored with interweaving branches, ceilings of shivering foliage. Now and then a human being would float by in a puff of rainbow-colored smoke. You could spot the aliens easily enough; they were the only ones who looked the way people used to look, the only ones engaged in menial tasks. They didn\u2019t, of course, really look like people; that was an illusion projected from a little box they wore strapped to one of their pseudopods.<\/p>\n

But to Janine and David they seemed far more like people than any of the human beings who drifted past. He began to believe she might be changing. Hand in hand, they came upon an alien picking fruit. Gnarled branches twisted above them and let in a few strands of sunset. The alien rode a mechanical harvester that zigzagged through the gaps in the foliage, jogging the fruit tree with a butterfly net.<\/p>\n

He dressed like a late- twentieth punker and spoke with the kind of stilted gravity that David\u2019s compusystem always attributed to the aliens of romantic fiction. \u201cAh, tourists. Ah, perhaps you would care for a ride, your reverences?\u201d Brought up as he was on the twentieth-century myths of advanced alien species with super-science, David felt uncomfortable with the alien\u2019s obsequies. When the alien identified himself as Lyndon Baines Johnson, he felt even more disoriented; but the joke was lost on Janine.<\/p>\n

Where she came from, all history had been erased by the revolution.<\/p>\n

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2026 by Jerry eBooks No rights reserved. All parts of this book may be reproduced in any form and by any means for any purpose without any prior written consent of anyone. 1kitap1.com\/en 1kitap1.com\/en Complete Short Fiction S. P. Somtow (custom book cover) Jerry eBooks Title Page About S. P. Somtow Bibliography: Novels Bibliography: Serials Bibliography: Chapbooks Bibliography: Collections Bibliography: Omnibus Bibliography: Nonfiction Short Fiction Bibliography: chronological Short Fiction Bibliography: alphabetical Fiction Series 1977 Sunsteps 1979 The Thirteenth Utopia Comets and Kings A Day in Mallworld Fire from the Wine-Dark Sea The Web Dancer 1980 Angels\u2019 Wings Darktouch Rabid in Mallworld Sing a Song of Mallworld Light on the Sound Dear Caressa or This Towering Torment 1981 The Vampire of Mallworld Rainbow King The Dust Mallworld Graffiti A Child of Earth and Starry Heaven Absent Thee from Felicity Awhile .<\/p>\n

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