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"The Alien Who Dies at Dawn" is a science fiction adventure novel by Robert Silverberg published in 1956.
Robert Silverberg is an American science fiction novelist, mainly known for his science fiction and fantasy works. He was born in New York on January 15, 1935, and has been actively publishing his work since the late 1950s. His works are notable for their variety of subjects and styles, especially works such as "Dialect Hippopotamus" and "The Editor of Time."
Robert Silverberg is a science fiction writer who has published numerous novels, short stories, and collected novels over a period of more than 60 years. His works span a variety of periods and subjects, some of which leave a deep impression on readers with their realistic and human aspects.

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Summary
There was a scream of tortured air over the Mojave Spaceport as a two-man starship dropped on its hot jets toward the wide cementalloy landing field. It slowed and settled gently to the ground. Before the faint wisps of smoke had time to dissipate, the airlock door opened, and a big, broad-shouldered man got out. He dropped lithely to the ground and started off across the field at a quick trot.