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Seas
of
light
glared
at
them
in
one
solid
blaze
wherever
they
looked
.
"
Very
pretty
,
"
said
Zaphod
petulantly
.
In
the
sky
a
huge
green
catalogue
number
appeared
.
It
flickered
and
changed
,
and
when
they
looked
around
again
so
had
the
land
.
As
with
one
voice
they
all
went
,
"
Yuch
.
"
The
sea
was
purple
.
The
beach
they
were
on
was
composed
of
tiny
yellow
and
green
pebbles
--
presumably
terribly
precious
stones
.
The
mountains
in
the
distance
seemed
soft
and
undulating
with
red
peaks
.
Nearby
stood
a
solid
silver
beach
table
with
a
frilly
mauve
parasol
and
silver
tassles
.
In
the
sky
a
huge
sign
appeared
,
replacing
the
catalogue
number
.
It
said
,
Whatever
your
tastes
,
Magrathea
can
cater
for
you
.
We
are
not
proud
.
And
five
hundred
entirely
naked
women
dropped
out
of
the
sky
on
parachutes
.
In
a
moment
the
scene
vanished
and
left
them
in
a
springtime
meadow
full
of
cows
.
"
Ow
!
"
said
Zaphod
.
"
My
brains
!
"
