RIP Harry Harrison
I'm not sure how many stories by Harry Harrison I read in my teen s.f. fiend phase but the two that made an impression were:
The first is a terrific bleak and gritty novel set in a near-future (our past, now: 1999) New York, when overpopulation and resource-depletion have made life pretty fucking miserable. That 1966 novel was then turned into a vastly inferior movie
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