We needed somewhere to go, a suburbial planet, a bedroom community for six billion.

[from “No Place Like Home,” a short story written for Star Colonies] WE PUT DOWN at the equator because it was the warmest latitude on the planet. Also the flattest. “And the most boring,” Grady said, hunched over the viewport. “And the safest,” I said, trying to peer over his shoulder. “Well, it’s no place…

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