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(Jon sez:) 
The arch of the station's habitation ring, the two characters passing each other on this great circle - it's all a big metaphor. The crowd in the background is also a metaphor. And the little robot is a metaphor. So is the clock. And the font of the text in the thought balloons! And the placement of individual pixels! And...
Okay, now I'm getting carried away. Anyway...who is this mysterious woman who walks through vacuum, talks to her ship, and is apparently late for her meeting with the White Rabbit? I'm not telling. (Mark quotes peculiar non-sequiturs, I get all Delphic.) |
(Mark sez:) 
Even now, I am visualizing the writer as a cantaloupe.
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