These identical, white, elongated, three-bladed turbines give the impression of aliens, perhaps out of the imagination of H.G. Wells. Studded throughout field after field of perfectly identical GMO-ed corn rows of exactly the same height, with off in the distance the occasional farmstead turned resolutely from the interstate, wrapped in protective stands of trees, I swore this was a mm sf novel cover from the mid-1960's.
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