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Challenging, painful but probably good for the expansion of alveioli...
Heinlein got almost self-parodying in his final books, but there were notable exceptions. Number of the Beast was a true Heinlein classic, chock full of Heinlein's nutty goodness. Intelligent people having carefree but non-graphical sexual encounters with each other, all while adventuring in a flying car which was bigger on the inside than the outside.
Doesn't get much better than that. I wonder if Heinlein saw himself as the older, wiser, mature but still lusty kindly gent that he wrote about so often, ala Jubal Harshaw?
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