The stars my destination
In this pulse-quickening novel, Alfred Bester imagines a future in which people "jaunte" a thousand miles with a single thought, where the rich barricade themselves in labyrinths and protect themselves with radioactive hit men--and where an inarticulate outcast is the most valuable and dangerous man alive.
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... to discover that it was empty and his life was ended. Once a week he endured
this game of space roulette. There was a roaring in his ears; the air in his
spacesuit was rapidly going foul. He yanked the massy cylinder toward the
ballast hatch, ...
Since he was already wearing the patched spacesuit he might just as well run the
gantlet of vacuum again and replenish his supplies. He flooded his spacesuit
with air from the tank, resealed his helmet and sailed out into the frost and light ...
He could not remain conscious for more than a few more moments without
refilling his space- suit. He gave the approaching spaceship one pleading look,
then shot down to the tool locker and pumped his suit full. He mounted to the
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Review: The Stars My DestinationUser Review - Bart - Goodreads
This book was published in 1956 – a time when traveling to the moon would still be science fiction for quite a few years. Many of its ideas were astonishing then and its plot of blind revenge ... Read full review