The Pandora Project: DNA�

	Karin stepped out of her time machine with an exhalation of resolve. 
She would forget Junta. She would. This breath was the first breath of 
her new life, a life that included a world changed by her actions and a 
dream paid for with Junta's love. It was a breath taken in a fresh...

She looked at a small television someone had set up in the docking bay. 

Clean....
	
She looked closer. Something on that screen was disturbing her.

New....

It was a politician, some major figure in foreign relations or some 
such. He had bright teeth, winning smile, a supremely confident air, and 
a telltale twinkling glow.

World.

"You have *got* to be kidding me."


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