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Venetian Onslaught

In the swinging 1960s the final frontier was Space.  Did we really think we could take on the universe armed with just a plastic ray gun and bikini?  Our optimism was only tempered by the fear of a Cold War and while our parents had nightmares about little green men, we just dreamed of space vixens.  Maybe it was the acid?

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