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 Press Room's Cosmic Correspondent Kim Rogers-Gallagher has been invited to the planets' secret hangout. She's the first astrologer to enter this starry domain, and reports regularly on her findings there.

Cosmic Café 21:
A Field Trip with The Lord of Darkness

I don't know what I was expecting to see when I looked at him, but this wasn't it. I found myself face-to-face with someone who looked an awful lot like Steven Seagal. Dark hair pulled back in a taut pony tail, chiseled features, a tiny gold loop in his left ear—and the deepest, darkest brown eyes I’d ever seen. In other words, he was gorgeous. Relief mixed with instant attraction. (My Mars, after all, is in Scorpio...)

He smiled—a little. It wasn’t the warmest, fuzziest smile I’d ever seen, but I smiled back.

“I had no idea you were so fond of big entrances,” I said, boldly.

“I’m not. Just wanted to see what you were made of. ”

Now I was doubly attracted—Mars in Scorpio always did love a challenge. Besides, I thought I’d done rather well under the circumstances. I mean, I couldn’t remember the last time I’d been abducted, but…I thought it best not to pat myself on the back too much at this point. “I see,” I said. I looked out the window on my side of the car, but couldn’t see a thing. The glass was smoked too darkly. "So what am I made of?"

"We're about to find out," Pluto said, staring right into my eyes. Suddenly, the car stopped. “Walk with me,” he said, as the chauffeur opened our door. Pluto got out and extended his hand in to me. I hesitated for a split second, then took it, accepting his help. I slid out of the car, straightened my dress, and actually took the arm of the God of the Underworld.

We were in front of a hotel—obviously a very expensive one. As we began to walk, I saw a white dome rise up over the buildings in the distance and realized that we were in Washington. D.C., in a lovely downtown section. Brightly lit hotels and restaurants lined the street around us. I saw well-dressed people inside, laughing over their dinners, and I began to relax a little. We walked in silence for a few blocks, until I asked him where we were going. He stopped and faced me, never releasing my arm. “You want to get to know all the planets, right? Including me?”

“Um, well, yes....” I said, “I just wasn't expecting....”

At that, he laughed. “Yes, well, not too many of your kind do,” he said. “But don't worry. You’re quite safe with me.” I had to agree. Who’d mess with Pluto? We walked on a bit further in silence, then turned off the main street and headed down an alley. Safe or not, I wasn't feeling especially comfortable in these surroundings. The alley was lined with dumpsters, garbage cans and people—people huddled up inside boxes and under filthy blankets. None of them saw us, or even heard the click of our heels—but a stray cat hissed and ran. We turned again and walked deeper into what could only be called the bowels of the city. I tightened my grip on his arm, and felt my pulse racing. I thought about what he was showing me—that behind the beauty and wealth of the buildings we’d passed, there was dirt, squalor and darkness. He smiled. “Very good,” he said.

Suddenly, we came up on a group of men in black leather jackets. As we drew closer, I had to remind myself of what he said—that no one could see us. Not that they’d have noticed, anyway—they were intent on their business, with what looked like a drug deal. Pluto pulled me forward, almost touching one of the men. We stood watching, invisible—but I could feel that this was about to turn ugly…

Next Week: A Frightening Experience with Pluto


Read the entire Cosmic Café Saga.
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Kim Rogers-Gallagher is a well known columnist, lecturer and author of Astrology for the Light Side of the Brain and Astrology for the Light Side of the Future(ACS Publications).

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  • David Letterman Does Have a Heart   3/24/2000
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  • A Match Made in Heaven...or Venus   3/3/2000

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