Title: Not QUITE "Bimbos..."
Product review: Well, this chronicles a bunch of grown-up skiffy attendees. Since it's McCrumb, there is the obligatory murder, and stuff happens. It's pretty amusing. While it's not quite the hysterical level of Bimbos of the Death Sun, it's both silly and ironic. Again, it gives a good skewering of SF mores, something that never gets as much as it deserves.
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