Heeere's Carl, bringing you nothing less than the universe
Scene: A living room in Brooklyn, circa 1946
Grandfather: What do you want to be when you grow up?
Boy: An astronomer.
Grandfather: Yes, but how will you make a living?
Flashing through the heavens like an extraterrestrial Tinker Bell, the spacecraft looks like something by H.G. Wells out of Walt Disney. At the helm is none other than the boy from Brooklyn, now fully grown and, among several other things, a real astronomer. With a nonchalant gesture over his magical controls, he guides...
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