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Once, a handsome, red-headed boy was found propped up against a tree. He was dead. His eye sockets were scooped-out caverns. Someone had evidently taken them to have their secret language decoded.

Needless to say, no one came out of black towers much after that.

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In this issue:

Briefs

THE Philosophy of Navigation

New Black Towers: A history in 10 chapters

Where Has It Gone?

Blueprints

Free Lunch

Reactive Monument

Conspiracies

The Banality of Disbelief

4D Document

Investigating time and space

Previous Editions

July 2007

About the Moon


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