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“The sun truly "comes up like thunder," and it sets just as fast. Each sunrise and sunset lasts only a few seconds. But in that time you see at least eight different bands of color come and go, from a brilliant red to the brightest and deepest blue. And you see sixteen sunrises and sixteen sunsets every day you're in space. No sunrise or sunset is ever the same.”

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Joseph P. Allen
Joseph P. Allen

Joseph P. Allen is an accomplished American astronaut, born on June 27, 1937. During his tenure with NASA, he participated in several space missions, making significant contributions to human space exploration. more

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