The Troad is a fine field for conjecture and snipe-shooting, and a good scholar may exercise their feet and faculties to great advantage upon the spot
Dude, that's because chicks already live on the moon! well, according to the 1959 classic (I use that word not particularly advisedly) MISSILE TO THE MOON. The blurb runs: "Two escaped convicts and two stowaways are caught hiding in a space rocket by strange scientist Dirk Green, who forces them to pilot the ship to the moon. They arrive to find a sinister female presiding over a race of moon-women. Will they all make it back safely ... ?" (Also, the moon-women are all played by 1950s beauty queens. Greatness!) Bill
That does sound terribly great. Reminds me of those books by Fred Hoyle in which blunt yorkshire astronomers (hmm) find themselves suddenly living in a world populated by naked women who worship him. Ah, such innocent wish-fulfillment books scarcely exist these days. Much.
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