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Tam returns home to Earth after years of working in space. But Tam is a Sharkie, and on Earth Sharkies need not apply. Refused service in restaurants and other establishments, and unable to find employment, he takes the only desperate measure he can to survive.

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Women rule because of their greater ability to use and understand logic while men can't be trusted to be anything other than emotional. 'Venus Is a Man's World' takes you on a humorous, satirical romp that only William Tenn could pull off. Wry, witty, and intelligent.

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After World War III, a torn and devastated world is split between science and magic. A group of scientists with a super computer pit themselves against a group of politicians whose followers are desperate enough to believe anything. But in the end, nothing is what it seems and no one is to be trusted.

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There's nothing like exciting fantasy to escape boredom. The problem is to know whether it's actually a fantasy. Dipping low and weaving in and out among the glittering towers, one might see the moving walks, the studied revolution of the giant street ventilators, hot in the winter and cool in summer, the tiny doors opening and closing, the park fountains shooting their methodical columns of water into the air. Farther along, one would flit across the great open field on which the glossy spaceships stood lined before their hangars. Farther yet, one would catch sight of the river, the metal ships resting along shore, delicate froth streaming from their sterns caused by the never-ending operation of their vents. Again, one would glide over the city proper, seeking some sign of life in the broad avenues, the network of streets, the painstaking pattern of dwellings in the living area, the metal fastness of the commercial section. The search would be fruitless.

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You do not always have to go looking for a guardian angel. He may be looking for you—but perhaps for somebody else's benefit! Rhadampsicus and Nodalictha were on their honeymoon, and consequently they were sentimental. To be sure, it would not have been easy for humans to imagine sentiment as existing between them. Humans would hardly associate tenderness with glances cast from sets of sixteen eyes mounted on jointed eye stalks, nor link langorous thrills with a coy mingling of positronic repulsion blasts—even when the emission of positron blasts from beneath one's mantle was one's normal personal mode of locomotion. And when two creatures like Rhadampsicus and Nodalictha stood on what might be roughly described as their heads and twined their eye stalks together, so that they gazed fondly at each other with all sixteen eyes at once, humans would not have thought of it as the equivalent of a loving kiss. Humans would have screamed and run—if they were not paralyzed by the mere sight of such individuals.

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Achieving immortality is only half of the problem. The other half is knowing how to live with it once it's been made possible—and inescapable!

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It was a good job and Max Alben knew whom he had to thank for it-his great-grandfather. «Good old Giovanni Albeni,» he muttered as he hurried into the laboratory slightly ahead of the escorting technicians, all of them, despite the excitement of the moment, remembering to bob their heads deferentially at the half-dozen full-fleshed and hard-faced men lolling on the couches that had been set up around the time machine.

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Wysten Turner is a Brit visiting America after it's great war with Russia. He meets a woman with a tale of woe in the streets of New York. Her boyfriend is a professional wrestler who beats her. She begs Turner to help her escape him, but is the situation as straight forward as it seems? Nominated for a Retro Hugo Award.

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Welcome to the future, an impossible future where by some miracle the workers have managed to get a majority of the stock and are calling the shots. This, of course, leads to the management being placed into subservient roles and the corporations going bankrupt. So what's a poor management team supposed to do when their employees are their bosses?

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It was nearly sundown when Ravdin eased the ship down into the last slow arc toward the Earth's surface. Stretching his arms and legs, he tried to relax and ease the tension in his tired muscles. Carefully, he tightened the seat belt for landing; below him he could see the vast, tangled expanse of Jungle-land spreading out to the horizon. Miles ahead was the bright circle of the landing field and the sparkling glow of the city beyond. Ravdin peered to the north of the city, hoping to catch a glimpse of the concert before his ship was swallowed by the brilliant landing lights.