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Its story

In Canis Major, where the brightest star of the night reigns supreme, beats a modest yellow-white star whose light took only eighty years to cross the void. It set out as Europe was beginning to recover from the Great War and the first radio broadcasts were taming the silence. Slightly hotter than the Sun, its surface near six thousand five hundred degrees gives it a golden, clear, almost daylike light. It is a relatively close cosmic neighbour, a recent heartbeat compared to the vastness of the stellar catalogue.