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Making actual contact with the platform was not a matter for instruments / and calculations. It had to be done directly -- by hand, as it were. Joe / watched out the ports and played the controls of the steering jets with / a nerve-racked precision. His task was not easy.
Before he could return to the point of rendezvous, the blinding sunlight / on the Platform took on a tinge of red. It was the twilight-zone of the / satellite's orbit, when for a time the sunlight that reached it was / light which had passed through Earth's atmosphere and been bent by it / and colored crimson by the dust in Earth's air. It glowed a fiery red, / and the color deepened, and then there was darkness.