When I was much younger, I dreamed of going into space. I knew all nine planets--that's how many there were back then--when I was only a kindergartener. Although I've realized how brutal space travel really is since then, I still like stories about astronauts, realistic or not. "Kiev Footprint," though, was one interstellar tale I didn't care for. The story was decent, but the excessive use of both blasphemous and unfit-for-network-TV profanity, as well as some sexual content, ruined this one for me. As if that wasn't bad enough, the ending made me wonder whether the story was fiction or not. I know the title above says "Gold Eagle Fiction," but I was unable to find that typical "This is a work of fiction. Any similarities..." disclaimer anywhere in or on the copy I have. I won't be reading anything more by this author; that's for sure.
