A glittering galaxy of pure science fiction...
The passions of today in all the possible postures of tomorrow...
Depths we know not how to dream of...
Desires we know not how to imagine...
A cover we cannot hope to understand...
Some bloke in a weird wetsuit carrying a dolly bird whilst simultaneously surfing without any visible means of support...
It has to be 1967...
It is.
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