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The Tralfamadorian looks at you with disdain.
A voice comes from one of the plastic boxes on the table. You guess that it is translating the Tralfamadorian's thoughts into english. "You lowly humans and your ideas about time. (SIGH) There have apparently been a lot of people on this ship who would like to have the various ideas here organized chronologically instead of spatially. Don't ask me to explain it. I think the whole idea is silly. However, the guys who run this place are providing me with free transportation in exchange for allowing passengers to perceive this ship in terms of a chronology. Whatever. They told me to tell everyone that if you are new here you're not supposed to use this service. You interested?"
"Where are they transporting you?" |