Rust on the Silver
I. The work was simple. Scrape the mirror. Document the damage. Pack up. Tom Riley had been doing simple work for twenty-three years. He had scraped solar panels on geostationary satellites, patched insulation on orbital habitats, replaced air filters on a space station that had been in orbit longer than he had been alive. The mirror station was just another simple job, and he treated it like...
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