City skies are always at their most fine in the winter. It’s a strange thing, a silver lining of sorts, star-gazing in New York. It’s often easier, in some ways, than in dark-sky country – the few stars and planets bright enough to be seen stand out against a bare, inky background, making constellations...
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"What was it like? Growing up in the city of the Ancestors, Rodney?".... (Stargate Atlantis 1.16, "The Brotherhood") .... I can't quite remember just when it was that these lines began to haunt me.......
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