Hand over the ship, captain, we don’t want to sink just yet

Or maybe just strike a compromise as it’s better to deal with the pilferer you know than the pilot you don’t

It may feel like a bit of a leap, but try if you can to pull yourself away from the here and now and instead imagine a scene of classic science fiction: a vast factory ship, half hidden in darkness, crawling through a sea of stars.     

Try to see its immense hull, a looming darkness against the pinpricks of light. See it gleam in the dim, yellow rays of a distant sun, and see how battered and dented it is, scarred by the journeys of centuries. Imagine its wounded inner architecture where old, warped beams groan and creak...

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