Far, far away from this place is Zentril-7, a small colonist planetoid, no bigger than Pluto, with its only claim to fame being its popular pleasure dome, Pleaze, where any man, woman or sligol can satisfy the every desire. It’s where I met Laurali, the green skinned beauty of the pervert room, who just so happened to be the most open minded individual I had ever met. There we talked for hours amongst screams of ecstasy and agony too. I wish I was back there instead of in the leg jaws of this kraken-spider, damn it. I need a spear.
Star log: supplemental
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