The Dark Side
grinned when the lander sped around to reveal the pock-marked dark side of the
moon. At last, a landing on the far side, and he was the lucky astronaut.
The lander set down with a slight bump. Garry prepared for the first walk on
the far side. He pondered his words. What could beat Armstrong’s mankind
“Houston, I’m down. Start the public feed.” His foot drifted downward to touch
the ground. And continued downward. Garry fell forward and sank into a
bottomless pit filled with fine moon dust. All the public heard was ‘shit’
before the feed cut off.
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