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Yuri Gagarin crawled under the parachute, into his spacecraft, onto his chair. A little lamp was on. He kept the hatch open. There were planets he had been to where he wouldn’t do that—just think of those giant mosquitoes on BXE13M. They dressed as encyclopedia salesmen and knocked on the door and promised him the wonders of their world for just 50 rubles a month, and the first volume was free! It was a good deal, but he managed to resist their pitch.