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Post by rorschalk on Jul 18, 2023 22:32:16 GMT
Dear Mr. VC,
Your capital didn't make it off the floor. Here's the skinny.
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Post by rockefeller 8 hours ago
Clean prose. Some familiar tropes. Bare lip service to its primary sci-fi element where dirt-farming on some near-Earth asteroid begs the questions How? and Why? Never engaged with the narrative or the main character. Maybe if I'd read with a little more attentiveness I'd understand (and care) why he was so obsessed with immortality, as in never having (getting) to die. Or maybe it's just I can't fathom a stupider objective. Potentially, maybe even probably, if not ultimately, the very definition of hell. This VC clearly has skilz, but Lairamore's HEY HEY to the Old Ways cap, seems to target a younger, simpler, happier readership than the disturbed and weathered denizens of this zine. Hard pass.
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