Talk about the lady or the tiger! There's this certain solar system where fortunes can be easily made, almost a 'the streets are paved with gold' kind of place.
But there's this one little problem. The fuel your spaceship needs to get you there is a freshly dead person . . . Who gets to be rich, and who gets to be fuel?
But there's this one little problem. The fuel your spaceship needs to get you there is a freshly dead person . . . Who gets to be rich, and who gets to be fuel?
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