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Some beautiful prose for your enjoyment,

“And then half of her young head was blown away, and only a single, beautiful eye remained to stare at the blue sky of 1967. There was no pain in that gaze, only solidified devotion and yearning.
And yet, compared to some others, she was fortunate. At least she died in the throes of passionately sacrificing herself for an ideal.”

Excerpt From: Cixin Liu. “The Three-Body Problem.” iBooks.