"Range-finder lasers beam out from the southern hemisphere and meet in a
cosmic nexus. Theres a party going on out there. Weird smokes waft
through dayglo dance halls; a potent liquor is squeezed from gravity
tubes. Back down beneath the stars, in Argentina and New Zealand, robot
minds are hacked and their garbled data transmuted into golden bits to
rock the temples of the ages."
ltd 20 copies, nz$15 each. http://heavyspacerecords.blogspot.co.nz/
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