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     They, the infinitely recombining, seemingly indestructible star creatures, promise perfection, the answers to every problem known to mankind, and they ask nothing in return.
     Except it isn't that easy. It never is. By the time the last answer is given, the last human will have died.

     Some think perfection is worth the cost, and they plan on asking the star creatures to leave once society's riffraff have nobly sacrificed for the cause. But is perfection worth the lives of billions? Is it worth even one life? Professor Peter Lowgoss doesn't think so, and neither do his friends. 
   But with half the world and almost every politician standing against them, how do they prevent the genocide? How do they stop the unstoppable?

     The drunk knows, and his weapon is the most common thing known to man.

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