space is a dark cold and silent void occasionally punctuated by the wailing cry's of new born and the horrific screams of the dieing

i live in a station's pub, looking out at dead worlds. pondering what the markets will bring.... Try'n to find some time for reasurch. Otherwise - i'm out rippiing roids, hauling stuff around and/or wandering thru systems searching for stuff, you take what you can, leave the rest. Ө