I went camping once. Two hours later, I was checked into a Holiday Inn, lying on a table and getting massaged by a muscular Swedish man named Sven. If I can’t survive on a campground, how can I survive by myself on an alien planet? And that’s exactly where I am. The flowers are as big as cars, the bugs as big as dogs, and there’s no Holiday Inn in sight.
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Barbarian: A Science Fiction Alien Romance
NOVEMBER 25, 2020
