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Reading Science Fiction Novels in English _ The railhead at Kysyl Khoto by Allen Kim Lang
¡°The Railhead at Kysyl Khoto¡± is a science fiction short story written in 1957 by Allen Kim Lang.
Alan Kim Lang (by Allen Kim Lang) was an American writer who began publishing science fiction with ¡°Machine of Klamugra¡± in Planet Stories in November 1950, and published a number of action stories over the next ten years. He has 20 works recorded, including the graphic novels ¡°A Cinderella Story¡± (If, May 1961) and ¡°The Blind Man¡¯s Lantern¡± (Analog, December 1962).

Summary
"Kysyl. Railhead. K. E. Ziolkovsky.
5000 meters/second. Luna." That was the entire message. But its meaning made White Sands look pretty trivial, and turned a rocket engineer into a salesman!

I've been told that during the season of the simoom winds in Morocco, Arab judges let confessed murderers off with a fine. The weather justifies homicide. Washington judges should be as lenient in the summer, I thought, scooting on the contours of my chair to keep the seat of my pants from sweating into the varnish. Ten bucks and costs seemed a fair price to pay society if I killed this Doctor Francis von Munger.
My cigarettes had become limp and brown with the sweat through my shirt. I eased one of these unappetizing noodles out of the pack and lit it. It tasted like burning, damp wool stockings.

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The railhead at Kysyl Khoto