Lavie Tidhar 08:20 Phobos Ghost Point R iding her dune buggy away from the dome, Yara Dlamini felt the rush of the early morning run as she kicked the buggy into high gear. She liked going fast, knew the terrain and where to turn, where to slow just a fraction and where she had a clear straight path. Everyone else on Mars moved so slowly! Trains that stopped at every station. People who stopped on their morning stroll through town just to chat! Yara had done the buggy racing for a while, won the regionals, but she was not interested

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