Howdy, you atomic-age aces!
Coming atcha hot from the radioactive heart of the future, this here’s your top-secret transmission beamed straight through the ether and into your eyeholes via the wild, wild waves of the interwebs.
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If you're catchin’ a whiff of ozone and mystery in the air, don't panic—that ain't your toaster shorting out. That’s the scent of THE FUTURE. Something new is brewing in the brain-labs of yours truly, and you’re the first to get the skinny!
Grab your geiger counters and buckle your seatbelts—this rocket ride's about to launch.
After a year of sweat, stardust, and suspicious glowing liquids, I’m finally ready to blast off with a brand-new science fiction series that’s shinier than a chrome-plated moonbeam. The working title? “Further Frontiers.” Yeah, baby. That’s the stuff.
I hope you dig it like a mutant mole rat digs tunnels.
Here's the deal, daddy-o:
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But hey, don’t flip your wig if you’re not subscribed (yet).
Freewheelin’ fans, loyal pals, kind-hearted hitchhikers and atomic-era family units—you’ll still get a truckload of goodies: poetry, travel essays, and delightful surprises to keep your heart thumpin’ and your imagination pumpin’.
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Boom! Pow! Zap!
Countdown to liftoff has commenced!
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—Stay weird, stay wonderful, and remember: the future ain't gonna wait for ya.
✌️⚡
A. B. Parr
Nuclear-Powered Storyslinger Extraordinair
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Yes indeed!!! Looking forward to seeing 👀 your cosmic journey in wild word wrangle!🤩👽