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One minute I was in New York...walking down Sixth Avenue, a private eye on a two-bit job...Next minute I was in New York...a crazy town I almost recognized--but Goebbels was speaking in Union Square, Hitler invited me to a cocktail party, and aliens from outer space were running the whole show. Fun City it wasn't...Plucked from his own 'time', a pawn in a Galactic power play, Ron Archer fights his way through a deadly maze of intrigue and conspiracy to an incredible destiny at the end of the star lanes!
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