Revisiting Kim Stanley Robinson's Green Mars as an audio book in my break at the Arvo Job today, I heard the line There was movement at the spaceport and had to giggle. I replayed it just to me sure. (For confused non-Downunderers, this harks to a classic Oz poem - I'm sure you know the movie.)

That's what happens when you watch too many Mars documentaries with mind-boggling graphics.
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