KIRK: We're reading it, Lieutenant. I thought you said it couldn't possibly be an Earth vessel. SPOCK: I fail to understand why it always gives you pleasure to see me proven wrong. KIRK: An emotional Earth weakness of mine. There it is. KIRK: An old Earth vessel, similar to the DY-500 class. SPOCK: Much older. DY-100 class, to be exact. Captain, the last such vessel was built centuries ago, back in the 1990s. KIRK: Then it's a derelict, its signal left on automatic. SPOCK: Or an old Earth ship being used by aliens.

Again Abdullah listened intently, his eyes closed, his ten fingers forming a temple of his hands in front of him.

Those litty bitty potatoes browned on all sides, heavy on the pepper; snap beans seasoned with rind; yellow squash sprinkled with vinegar and sugar

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