Pulp Fiction, 1956 · page 134 of 164
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When space is finally conquered it will be men not machines who reach for the stars. And men are vulnerable You do take it with you by STELLA ANN WOOD HE JOHANNESBURG [branch of the exclusive Astra Club was perhaps not quite so exclusive as its parent clubs in New York and London, but it was_ select enough remembering the youth of the city—a mere hundred and thirty years removed from its tin-shack origins in the 1880’s. And the name, Johannesburg Astra Club, could be misleading, too, for the club was situated on the Welgedacht Flats a . good sixty miles from the City Hall, owing to the shattering earth tremors from the Moon rockets blasting out daily on the Inter-Lunary Commercial Lines Schedules, and which rocked the houses and the nerves of the Johan- nians even worse than the shocks and subsidences that came from the worked-out gold mines. Still, the club was popular enough with crews, ground personnel, old-timers and friends, being only a five-mile copter hop from the blast pits and offering along its southern aspect a magnificent view of atomic fireworks as the great sky-liners took off into space. If you could ignore the rockets, it was 133 conmiclsooks.com