He was born into the Red Tribes of Mars. He walked the streets of Spiral City as a police officer by day, vigilante hero by night. And now hes trapped in the sleepy-but-sinister Rockwood. In each of these places, Barbalien has been an outsider. He's never felt at home. Maybe, in the end, home is not a location . . . it's something to find in other people.
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