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Space Travel Loses Its Allure When You've Lost Your Moon Cup - Flash Fiction Online
Zero G and three light years from the nearest drugstore is a shitty time to realize that you left your spare moon cup at the space station. Tonight I lost mine to the relief tube. The stuffy musk-and-lemon smell of the hold was invaded by the sharp tang of blood. I was half-asleep, trying to …