The Last Martian

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well. com Tonight...the last Martian by Frederick Brown It was like any evening, the 11th most, I was back in the cityroom.

I just covered a boring banquet, and the food had been so bad that I felt cheated even though it cost me nothing now, just for last,I was riding along a glowing Sir the next car can you want Yeah sure why not Okay, Bonnie. Yeah Bill Yeah Finished having that banquet store yet. Uh-uh finish it up 30. Okay

You know Bonnie works, don't you Barney's bar course annoying. I know you know Oh, it's just a rhetorical question. What about him? He just phoned, so. He's got a guy down there who claims to be Maz.

Is he drunk or raving or both? Finally, there's no. But he said there might be a gag story if you want to come over and talk to the guy. Drinks on the expense account? Yeah.

You got a deal. There wasn't a trip reporter who didn't know Barney well enough to borrow money from him. I made for the barn like a st. Bernard makes for a fallen traveler and ordered a quick one with water on the sign.

Keep the bottle handy, Barney. Which one is the Martian? You see the tall, dismal looking guy sitting alone there in the booth. Over there? What's the story? He says he just got in for Mars two hours ago and he's trying to figure it out.

Claims he's the last living Martian. Does he know I'm a reporter? No. But he talked to anybody who listened to him. What's his name? He says it's Yang and Dao. I'll talk to him. Listen, Bill.