Agent John Murlance

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The crack of billiards breaking on a felt pool table, coupled with the clink of glassware and the invigorating, generally rowdy and energized atmosphere of the inner-city bar set an upbeat mood as I watched four wooden, solid-colored balls drop into their respective pockets and clatter down the return chutes.

"I'll be damned. On your opening break, no less. Must be that 'luck of the I
April 14, 3067
The STARSHIP Cantina
New Foundation - Tau Ceti IV (New Earth)
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Thunder rumbled as I glanced at my watch, taking note of the time as I shrugged on my longcoat. The brawl between the proprietor of the bar and an obviously-inebriated Neanderthal had been dispersed in the predictable fashion - with the jowly bartender retreating back to his rotisserie, the thu