Chubby, brunette Eunice Kinnison sat in a rocker, reading the Sunday papers and listening to the radio. Her husband Ralph lay sprawled upon the davenport, smoking a cigarette and reading the current issue of EXTRAORDINARY STORIES against an unheard background of music. Mentally, he was far from Tellus, flitting in his super-dreadnaught through parsec after parsec of vacuous space. E.E. "Doc" Smith, Triplanetary, Chapter 5: "1941"
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And in other breaking news, the chap asked to finish the Wheel of Time saga is a Mormon. Shocker!
THOSE MORMONS ARE EVERWHERE! SHOCKING! (not)
I was amazed to learn that the Village Voice still existed. That was the real shocking thing.
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