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A New Home

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We were closer to the moon than Earth. The new space station was being constructed for long-term human habitation, to test our ability to survive in space. It was close enough to Earth for emergencies but far enough away that the inhabitants would truly have to fend for themselves. It was partly the reason that they had people like me, a plumber from Kaduna, constructing the station. They wanted us to use normal tools and materials as far as possible to construct this new home. All challenges were to be overcome with ingenuity, not technology. There were rumours that the Earth was on its last legs and that there just was not enough time to train people or create complex technologies to carry us to the stars. Whatever the case, I was happy to be doing the same job I’d always done. Albeit, with some variations. Albeit, with a better view.

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