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You gaze at the stars on a warm balmy evening.
There is silence, not a thing to be heard. You fill with wonder. Astronomy, stars, double stars, universe, what's it all about?
It’s so huge up there. You feel insignificant, a speck, nothing. Astronomy makes us small. Surely we're not alone, there must be life out there?
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