title: Paleoindian Archaeology: A Hemispheric Perspective
author: Juliet E. Morrow
description: "Paleoindian Archaeology provides much needed hemispheric and hands-on analytical perspectives on the early human occupation of the Americas. The contributors explore similarities and differences among the early sites and assemblages in North, Central, and South America, providing a refreshing yet complementary approach to more localized studies." -- David G. Anderson
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  Batanya and Clovache were cleaning their armor in one of the courtyards of the
  Britlingen Collective, which sits atop a hill in the ancient city of Spauling.
  It was a fine summer day, and they sat on benches that they’d positioned to
  catch the sun.
  
  
  “I’m as pale as a pooka belly,” Clovache said.
  
  
  “Not quite,” Batanya said, after looking at Clovache rather seriously. Batanya
  was the older of the two; she was twenty-eight to Clovache’s twenty-four.
  Batanya was pale, too, since she spent most of her time in armor of one kind
  or another, but that didn’t bother Batanya.
  
  
  “Oh, thank you. _Not quite_ ,” Clovache said, imitating Batanya’s husky voice.
  It was a pretty bad imitation. Batanya smiled. She and Clovache had worked
  together for five years, and there wasn’t much they didn’t know about each
  other. They had both done most of their growing up within the Collective
  walls.
  
  
  “You are a bit like a pooka, though. Your hair is the same colo