Earth Station, Can You Read Me?

Dear Secretary Gorbachev,

Now that glasnost allows us to be open about these things, I must tell you that space travel is not the great adventure it's supposed to be. Lift-off on Sept. 29 was excruciating. My pulse raced to 200 beats a minute, and I ran a temperature. Incredibly, my partner Dryoma seems to have slept through the launch.

Accommodations on this twelve-day flight are terrible. We are both strapped in so tightly we can hardly budge. Our every twitch is monitored by electrode caps on our heads. I tried to be good but after five days, I had had...

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