The Switch is flipped and numerous explosions rock the staton. An identical copy sidles into place, sans hallucinations of sealife and African fauna.
"Well, almost identical," says Shatner, noticing that he is now holding a large Polish sausage instead of a gun.
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I ask you to look both ways- for the road to the atom leads through the stars, and the road to the stars leads through the atom.