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"EARTHERS could be here" he thought, "I've never been in this orbital plane before. There could be EARTHERS anywhere." The solar wind felt good against his plasma magnet sails. "I HATE EARTHERS" he thought. Sweet Dreams are Made of These reverberated his entire crew module, making it pulsate even as the cost-plus Tang circulated through his powerful thick veins and washed away his (merited) fear of coronal mass ejections. "With a solar-electric ship, you can go anywhere you want" he said to himself, out loud.