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The Tar-Aiym Krang Mass market paperback - 1981
by Alan Dean Foster
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- Title The Tar-Aiym Krang
- Author Alan Dean Foster
- Binding Mass Market Paperback
- Edition 1st
- Condition Used - Acceptable
- Pages 251
- Volumes 1
- Language ENG
- Publisher Ballantine, New York, New York, U.S.A.
- Date November 12, 1981
- Bookseller's Inventory # 404993
- ISBN 9780345302809 / 034530280X
- Weight 0.28 lbs (0.13 kg)
- Dimensions 6.9 x 4.23 x 0.73 in (17.53 x 10.74 x 1.85 cm)
- Library of Congress subjects Humanx Commonwealth (Imaginary organization), Pip (Fictitious character: Foster)
- Dewey Decimal Code FIC
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The Flinx was an ethical thief in that he stole only from the crooked.
From the jacket flap
Moth was a beautiful planet, the only one with wings -- two great golden clouds suspended in space around it.
Here was a wide-open world for any venture a man might scheme. The planet attracted unwary travelers, hardened space-sailors, and merchant buccaneers -- a teeming, constantly shifting horde that provided a comfortable income for certain quick-witted fellows like Flinx and his pet flying snake Pip. With his odd talents, the pickings were easy enough so that Flinx did not have to be dishonest ... most of the time.
In fact, it hardly seemed dishonest at all to steal a starmap from a dead body that didn't really need it anymore. But Flinx wasn't quite smart enough. He should have wondered why the body was dead in the first place...
Here was a wide-open world for any venture a man might scheme. The planet attracted unwary travelers, hardened space-sailors, and merchant buccaneers -- a teeming, constantly shifting horde that provided a comfortable income for certain quick-witted fellows like Flinx and his pet flying snake Pip. With his odd talents, the pickings were easy enough so that Flinx did not have to be dishonest ... most of the time.
In fact, it hardly seemed dishonest at all to steal a starmap from a dead body that didn't really need it anymore. But Flinx wasn't quite smart enough. He should have wondered why the body was dead in the first place...