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They never tell you about the blackness. Or they do, but there’s no way to recreate it. Not on earth. The immensity of space through a small portal. It’s like the brain can’t compute. It looks nothing. A bottomless pit. And the same time looks like a flat disc, some kind of light-absorbing material glued the ship’s outer hull. It sometimes makes me dizzy. 

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