
From the March 17, 1941 Time, an ill-advised Old Gold cigarettes ad that apparently promises a kind of wide-eyed rapture in exchange for the concomitant health risks.
That something must really be something
I write books. My latest is a YA science fiction novel called Homeland (it's the sequel to Little Brother). More books: Rapture of the Nerds (a novel, with Charlie Stross); With a Little Help (short stories); and The Great Big Beautiful Tomorrow (novella and nonfic). I speak all over the place and I tweet and tumble, too.
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