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Surf’s up. 225 million kilometres away.
A lone surfer carving a wave across the red planet. Pack your board and your oxygen.
Three, two, one…
A rocket punching skyward on a column of smoke. Ambition, wearable.
Anarchy from another planet.
A spiky-haired alien with a guitar and something to say. Earth isn’t ready.
Major Tom-ato, reporting for duty.
A tomato in aviator shades and a captain’s cap, floating among the stars. Cool as a cucumber, technically a fruit.
We have lift-off.
A sleek rocket blasting skyward on a column of light. Where the Empire began.
Batteries included. Grumpiness not.
A boxy little robot built for good vibes only.
We come in peace. And cotton.
A classic flying saucer framed like an ancient coin. Proof they were here all along.
The universe, in a single wave.
Sun, sea and planets swirling in a jewel-toned circle. A whole cosmos on your chest.
Small rock, big impression.
A lone asteroid tumbling through the dark. Heading somewhere important.
Who really built them?
A great pyramid under a strange sky. The ants have been keeping secrets.
Step through.
A spiralling portal with a molten orange core. Wear it on days you’d rather be somewhere else entirely.
