March 2008
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Astronauts
I picture them floating through cylindrical black and white chambers, chasing flying food balls like amoeba, orbiting around a marbled cobalt blue hemisphere. In utmost silence they dive into the void—slow-motion underwater ballet for medieval knights—and fix a solar panel or weld an antenna.
Thousands of flickering lights—stars among the stars—surround a crumpled picture. A family of three: the...