The Space Noir Bar, Michael Marino [people reading books txt] 📗

A week later Bill broached the subject we all three had been curious about. “I wonder what Rosebud means...what is it?” I philosophised as best I could for a high school dropout “It’s the stuff dreams are made of Bill...dreams and nightmares.” Asrini looked at me with that adventurous look she always had...a brilliant dangerous glow emanating from her gaze. She smiled at me and asked what I knew she would ask…”When do we leave Doc?” Hell...we found the Falcon didn’t we. Whatever Rosebud was...where ever it was….together we’d find it...but that had to wait...I had already booked our honeymoon suite on Barbarella...that would be our first stop...and this time...champagne and Asrini...not cheap wine and one of those damned Erotibots!!! 

Text: Michael Marino
Images: Public Domain
Editing: Arthur Burns
Translation: Mike Marino
Publication Date: 07-03-2015

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Dedication:
To Jules Verne and H.G. Wells