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“All of Muungano’s Territory lit up as a hologram projection, from the Dreaming City to Mars to the mining outpost. No borders, per se, not the way O.E. might define them. Only communities of alliance. This was what they had all fought so hard to forge. They needed a new vocabulary to describe the experiment they embarked on. Empire wasn’t it. A budding cooperative cradled in a sweep of stars.”

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Book:Onto a Sea of Stars: The Adventures of Christian Drake and The Unintentional Space Pirates
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“You are the much talked about afronaut leisure class,” said the mustached and shifty eyed third stranger with a knowing smile. “Were you injured?” “What is an afronaut?” Oggy asked his sister, in a whisper. Zuzu shushed Oggy. Beaumont gave his nephew a cold side eye.” Excerpt From Onto a Sea of Stars Mark Sneed This material may be protected by copyright.”

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Book:Onto a Sea of Stars: The Adventures of Christian Drake and The Unintentional Space Pirates
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