El Ruiseñor (Troquelados Clásicos Serie), Vol. 35 Book

His masterwork, IMO, and one of the finest SF/F stories ever written. Won both the Hugo & Nebula awards.

Joe Slattermill in Night Town:
"At first Night Town seemed as dead as the rest of Ironmine, but then he noticed a faint glow, sick as the vampire lights but more feverish, and with it a jumping music, tiny at first as a jazz for jitterbugging ants. ...."

The Big Mushrooms, sweating as the Big Gambler raises the ante:

" ... the dice-girl, skinnier and taller and longer armed than his Wife even, didn't seem to be wearing much but a pair of long white gloves. She was all right if you went for the type that isn't much more than pale skin over bones with breasts like china doorknobs. ... "

The only discordant notes in this wonderful story are some incongruous pulp-SF images, and maybe that's just me. A near-perfect story.

"Then he turned and headed straight for home, but he took the long way, around the world."

Bravo!

[My 2002 review. Read many times.]

Many reprints: