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I was there at the dawn of the third age of mankind.
It began in the Earth year 2257, with the founding of the last of the Babylon stations, located deep in neutral space. It was a port of call for refugees, smugglers, businessmen, diplomats . . . and travelers from a hundred worlds. Could be a dangerous place – but we accepted the risk, because Babylon 5 was our last, best hope for peace.
Under the leadership of its final commander, Babylon 5 was a dream given form: a dream of a galaxy without war, when species from different worlds could live side by side in mutual respect. A dream that was in danger as never before, by the arrival of one man on a mission of destruction.
Babylon 5 was the last of the Babylon stations.
I like your mom, she is a nice cook. You have a wonderful family.
thank you, your family is nice too. Both of our families should get together some weekend.