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1 If you are in need of help, you need but ask...
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2 ************************* INSTALLED: 12 MAY 85 *********************
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3 Welcome to BWMS (BackWater Message System) Mike Day System operator
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4 ************************************************************
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5 GENERAL DISCLAIMER: BWMS IS NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR ANY INFORMATION
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6 PLACED ON THIS SYSTEM.
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7 BWMS was created as an electronic bill board. BWMS is a privately owned
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8 and operated system which is currently open for use by the general public.
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9 No restrictions are placed on the use of the system. As the system is
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10 privately owned, I retain the right to remove any and all messages which
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11 I may find offensive. Because of the limited size of the system, it will be
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12 periodically purged of messages. (only 629 lines of data can be saved)
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13 To leave a message, type 'ENTER' and use ctrl/C or break to get out of the
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14 ENTER mode. The message is automatically stored. If after entering the
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15 message you find you made a mistake, use the replace command to replace
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16 the line. To exit from the system, type 'OFF' then hang up.
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17 Type 'HELP' to see other commands that are available on the system.
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18 *****************************************************************
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19
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20 Piper: Yes, COPYLINK does indeed upload to BW with no problem. In fact, I have
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21 yet to encounter a system it couldn't deal with!
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22 Capt'n: Saw the article still trying to digest it (burp!)
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23 I wonder if the 1K packets are anything like the ones I use in COPYLINK?
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24 ******************************************************************************
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25
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26 ====================================================================
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27 The plane shook as it desended for a landing. I got up and streched
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28 as I could to try to get the creak out of my bones. I was greeted with a
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29 large 'bump' as the plane touched down.
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30 Some minutes later the plane had taxied to a stop, and I could hear the
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31 ground crew going about their business. Then the cargo hatch opened, flooding
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32 in the bright sunlight and blinding me for a moment. It was soon followed
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33 by a waft of warm humid air. "HUMID?!" This obviously can't be Albainia!
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34 The ground crew spoke English, but that ment nothing, as they were probably
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35 imported anyway. Finally my chance came, and I scrambled out of the hatch.
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36 Quickly taking stock of the stiuation, I ran for cover behind a bagage truck.
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37 This afforded me a little time to try to find out where I was. Looking about,
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38 I finally saw a sign on a nearby wall. Reo?! Oh lord! They switched to
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39 South America. What is going on here anyway?! Just then I heard some voices
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40 turning, I saw two slovenly men carrying/dragging a slightly crumpled young
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41 woman. She was either very tired, very drunk, or drugged. I assumed the
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42 later, for a moment, she raised her head, and for what appeared to be a
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43 moment of lucicity, she looked in my direction. There was eye contact, then
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44 she blinked as if not understanding it all, and then lasped into a semi-
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45 comotose state again, slack jawed and drool slowly oozing down her chin.
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46 This must be Pam I thought. I wonder where they are taking her?
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47 They moved towards the building, and slipped in a door. I quickly check to
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48 make sure that no one was watching, then sprinted across the open area towards
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49 the door. Just as I almost reached it, I heard a shout. "Hey! Stop! Where
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50 do you think you're going?" Quickly followed by a bullet whizzing past my
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51 head and striking the cement wall. I quickly ducked inside the door, only
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52 to come face to face with the two apes that had been carrying Pam. I saw
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53 Pam sitting staring into space on a chair against the wall. The ape with
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54 the missing front teeth spoke, "Well now, what have we here? Somone interested
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55 in the little lady eh? Have a nice flight? Maybe you'd like to rest a bit,
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56 Ya know jet lag can cause one to get tired sooo easily. The other ape quickly
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57 grabbed me in a hammerlock, While Mr. toothless reach into a bag grinning.
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58 I felt the sharp prick of a needle entering my arm, and heard the sickening
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59 laugh from Mr. toothless as I began to slip into darkness. Is this the end
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60 I thought? To go blindly rushing after something I didn't even know what it
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61 was about? How could I be so foolish? But I'll get out of this mess and
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62 maybe even rescue the broad if I can (assuming she needs rescuing). I just
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63 hope I can stay alive long enough to do it. The darkness came quickly,
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64 with sight of toothless standing over me his ugly laugh echoing in my ears.
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65 framed between his legs I could see Pam still slumped over, twitching now and
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66 then, the only evidence of life. 'somehow' I thought, 'somehow' as a warm
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67 happyness invaded my mind, and I began to uncontrollably giggle...
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68 ========================= Marvin Deepe ====================================
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69 6767676767676767676767676767676767676767676767676767676767676767
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70 Sam was quite glad to be on the ground again. He thought
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71 himself lucky to be alive. And he was right. Not only had he
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72 just missed being seen when the plane made it's refueling stop,
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73 riding around in a plane's wheel-well is not exactly a very good
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74 idea. It was, in fact, a testimonial to NET's R&D department
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75 that he survived at all. Since there was no time to arrange any
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76 form of alternate transportation, he had grabbed his NET agent
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77 survival and safty equipment and hid in one of the wells. After
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78 donning the ear protectors and the eye goggles, Sam had done his
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79 best to keep alive with the NASA-like space blanket and the
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80 first-aid oxygen bottle. The really hard part of the trip was
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81 getting out of the well before being spotted by the ground crew.
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82 He had made it, and had just made it into hidding before seeing
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83 the driver of the other car he had been tailing in Portland get
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84 out of the cargo compartment. He thought of trying to signal
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85 him, but before he could, he (the other driver) was captured as
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86 well. #Oh great# thought Sam. #Now I've got *two* people I'll
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87 have to keep track of and hopefully help escape. I'd better get
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88 in touch with NET HQ and see if they can get my car down here.
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89 Where-ever "here" is... And to think I thought this was going
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90 to be a boring asignment!#. With that thought, NET 67 shuffled
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91 off to see if he could find a phone booth.
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92 6767676767676767676767676767676767676767676767676767676767676767
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93 {{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}
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94
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95 Flight
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96
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97 Skittering down
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98 grit cement sidewalk
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99 The runaway newspaper page
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100 Inflates, elevates...
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101 Turns end to end
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102 Comes in for a soft landing
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103 Giant paper airplane
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104 On its own.
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105
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106 Garbage Can
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107
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108 At the corner
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109 Of the yard
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110 The garbage can
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111 Stands
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112
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113 Squat, ribbed,
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114 Fat, it eats
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115 Things we don't want
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116 Lid on sideways
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117 Like a smile.
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118
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119 And for another special one... Thank you for the opportunity.
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120
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121 Sestina
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122
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123 Three black dogs played in the water.
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124 A dragon kite hung in the upper air.
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125 From the lake rose many snakes.
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126 Thunderclouds sped by, lumpy, blue.
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127 Noah caulked his Ark for the coming flood.
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128 Sheets of ice in the mountains hung, transparent.
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129
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130 My tears fell, transparent.
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131 Up rose the roiling water.
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132 This was to be the day of the flood.
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133 Cormorants flew into the air,
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134 Flew to mountain perches in air thin, blue,
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135 Dove back down to snatch floating snakes.
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136
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137 Deep from the lake swam blue snakes,
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138 Their needle teeth transparent.
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139 Coiling and uncoiling, a mass of blue,
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140 They thrashed the rising water.
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141 Water rose higher on the mountain, in the air,
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142 Brought to fruition God's promise of a flood.
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143
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144 Beavers swam on the flood,
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145 Seeking dams and houses among snakes.
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146 Still drops fell through the darkening air.
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147 We stared through each other's faces, transparent
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148 Fear flowing like water.
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149 The children turned blue.
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150
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151 Lightening flashed high in the blue.
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152 Hail and unripe apples pelted the flood,
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153 Sank in the muddy water.
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154 We gave no thought to the snakes.
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155 Our bodies, under water, became transparent,
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156 No longer in need of air.
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157
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158 How dear the life-givinh air
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159 Without it we are cold, blue.
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160 Our hopes hung brittle, transparent,
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161 Broke away, melted into the swirling flood.
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162 Swimming has exhausted even the snakes.
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163 They fall slowly down through the water.
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164
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165 High in mountain air, beached by the receeding flood,
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166 Our bones lie blue shale, with those of snakes.
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167 Our blood thinned, transparent, flows in river water.
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168
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169 {{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{NEW POET}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}
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170
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171 *%_)#@*%_)@#*%)_@#%*@)%*!@#)_*%!_)%&@#)_%&@#_)%*!_)%*@#_)&%#_)%*!#_)%#)_%*!)_%*#_)%*@#_)%*!)_%*)_*@_)%*@)_%*@_)%*
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172 Mikey: Will do on the AT timing test. How do you propose sending me the new CL.COM? Tomorrow (Monday) I have
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173 classes until 9:30pm at night, and I don't get home till around ten. That's probably too late for you to send
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174 it to me. Have you any other ideas for resolution?
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175 Barefoot: Bon Voyage!
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176 67: Are you on NET's roster? I don't recall seeing you at the last office party, and very rarely does a NET
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177 agent miss one of Ian's world famous NET office parties. I mean the time Ada came out of that cake wearing... That
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178 indeed is another story. Whatever the case, watch out for evil double agents, at times they can be SUCH a pain!
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179 *_)@#*%_@#)*%@#)_%*@#)_%*@#_)%*@#_)%*@#_)% L'homme sans Parity *%_@#)*%@_)*)_*)_^*)_@^&_)@&*_)@^&_)@*^@_)*^@_^*@^
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180
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181 00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000
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182 Piper: I've made the ultimate error in writing fiction. I downloaded the
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183 first part of my story before writing the second part and <then> figured
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184 out that I had written myself into a corner. Oh, well, I'll try again
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185 soon. And I would ver much enjoy seeing your work up here again.
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186
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187 All: At the PorSFiS meeting two weeks ago, I heard someone say that they
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188 actually knew all the words to "Louie, Louie". Can anyone download that to
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189 this board? Some friend of mine and I have been playing it, but have had
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190 to make up our own words for lack of authentic ones.
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191 000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 Walrus 000
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192 /\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\
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193 It's my fragile protection, my fragile prison which secures me from
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194 the harshness around and inside of me. A crack runs through it, a lightning
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195 streak. A storm of angry souls thundering with unstoppable destruction
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196 ravage across the dark sky. At first it was a mist that hung forlornly,
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197 waiting and stealing the hope from desperate people. The mist clouded, the
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198 winds fluried, transforming into chaos, building momentum perpetuated by
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199 scared people.
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200 As if summoned from somewhere inside the great network of my brain,
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201 from some divulged nucleus, lightning bursts forth from behind the clouds.
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202 A scintilla briefly flashes, illuminating each raindrop. Blazing a path
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203 through the darkness, it brillantly dances in the gray sky.
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204 The walls shatter, the broken glass shrieks, falling musically at my
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205 side. There's a cry of pain from the glass and I as the rain drips teardrops
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206 on my face.
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207 /\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\ eidolaz /\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\
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208 ?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
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209 I AM LOOKING FOR A COMPUTER THAT HAS WORD PROCESSING ABILITIES AND A PRINTER...
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210 PLEASE LEAVE A MESSAGE FOR DEBORAH!
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211 ?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!DEBORAH?!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?/1
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212 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
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213 TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN:
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214 I have FOR SALE all manner (well maybe most manner) of IBM compatible
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215 computer equipment at LOW LOW prices. If you're looking for some then call
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216 me up & maybe I can save you some $$.
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217 Some APPLE ][ stuff also available.
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218 ...657-xxxx voice only except by arrangement...or...leave a message for...
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219 - - Dan Youngquist, alias APOLLO ELECTRONICS.
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220 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
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221 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
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222 New Poet: Wonderful... At least in my opinion, interesting and fun to
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223 read. -Tanya
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224 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
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225 RYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRY
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226 L'Homme: Net 67 is real. You have no 'need to know' anymore than that.
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227 By the way, where are your reports on Kosta? Accounting is getting
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228 ugly about those bills from S.F. If *I* don't hear something from you
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229 soon *I*'m going to 'get ugly'...
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230 RYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRY
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231 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
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232
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233 TANYA:
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234 Quite a connoisseur aren't you? I admire your novel view of this
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235 sector of the space~time continuum.
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236 - - Dan
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237 P.S. Are you married?
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238
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239 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
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240 #$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$#
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241 Ian: Despite L'homme warning me that handling the receipts is akin to working
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242 a 7 X 7 X 7 variant of the Rubik's Cube, I'll take care of the accounting
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243 department's complaints. Just one question - what do I do with the receipt
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244 for '100 Authentic Artificial Aloe-Vera Enriched Suntanning Cream' that was
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245 handed to me by Fellows?
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246 #$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$# Farley #$##$##$##$# 23:27-05/12/85 #$##$##$#
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247 ]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]
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248 Anyone: When, pray tell, is the next PorSFiS meeting? I believe that a
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249 group session is called for.
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250 Everyone: Excellent! Please continue your stories.
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251 [[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[ UNDERGROUND [[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[
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252
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253 Underground: next meeting 85/05/18...
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254 [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/]
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255 Did I really think it could be that easy. As simple as walking in and
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256 hanging up my hat in a new place. Why was I suprised to find that the rack
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257 was not empty. I should have known when I saw those two toothbrushes. Well
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258 what do you expect? Tap my head. See? Tin. Sounds kind of hollow doesn't
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259 it?
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260 [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] THE TIN MAN [/] [/]
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261 *=*=*=*=*well now, that was well worth the lurk, b bac w/ add i hope*=*=*=*=*=*
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262 #$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$3;27AM#$5-12#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#
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263 HI THERE!
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264 TRIED TO GET ON YESTERDAY BUT THERE WASN'T ENOUGH ROOM ON THIS BOARD TO
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265 SWING A CAT (FOR WHICH THE CAT WAS ETERNALLY GRATEFUL)!!
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266 OH WELL, TO BUSINESS...
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267
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268 UNDERCOVER (Part three)
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269 by John Silverman
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270
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271 He didn't know how many hours he had lain there, just listening. There
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272 had been no noises for a long time. He finally decided that he was alone.
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273 He jumped out of the basket. Stepping over the bodies (strange how he
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274 couldn't clearly see them.) he made his way to the door. Opening it, he
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275 looked out. Nobody around. He started running down the hallway. The halls
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276 seemed to have become miles long and there were no doors in sight. Suddenly,
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277 he knew he was being pursued. Not by gunmen in black masks, but by some-
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278 thing infinitely worse. Every time he looked back, he saw nothing, but he
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279 knew it was there. He could hear it.
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281
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282 From somewhere behind there was a moaning, filled with pain. Occasionally
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283 it would rise to a scream. It called his name, begged for his help.
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284 Somewhere up ahead was the main enterance. Double glass doors, framed
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285 with steel. If he could just reach them, he would be safe. Suddenly, just
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286 he turned a corner, there they were. He could see sunlight outside through
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287 them. Freedom was just steps away. He bore down on it, full throttle,
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288 but his feet seemed to slow down as he closed in. That horrible voice
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289 was louder that ever. It was up ahead, now. He couldn't let that stop him
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290
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291
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292 He almost made it. Just as his hand closed on the cold steel handle,
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293 another hand from nowhere grabbed his ankle. He unbalanced and fell
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294 headfirst into the plate glass door, shattereing it, feeling each sharp
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295 piece slice into him...
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296
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297
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298 "Jesus" He jolted awake and froze, just gradually becoming aware that he
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299 had been dreaming. He was still in the cart, having awoke from one
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300 nightmare right into another. His heart and head were pounding. His mouth
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301 felt like sandpaper. He was dehyddra-
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302 ting. Finally he was awake enough to realize the voice from the dream was
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303 still there.
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304
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305
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306 "Helllpp... meee... "
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307
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308
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309 The plea broke off in a string of weak, bubbling coughs. Awake, Frank knew
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310 that voice. It was Chuck, a busboy. Tall, blond, and well muscled, the
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311 girls working there had competed for his attentions, which he readily gave
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312 He was always bragging about some conquest or other he had made. He also
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313 had a very volitile temper. It was pretty much an open secret that Chuck
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314 had put two of his co-workers in the hospital, though nobody could prove
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315 anything. Frank feared and hated him.
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316
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317
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318 "I know you're in... there... help meee... " That voice wasn't frightening,
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319 just pitiful. Evidently, the guard was gone at the moment, or it would
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320 have been all over right there.
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321
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322
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323 The basket shook as a hand grabbed the edge. Chuck was trying to pull
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324 himself in and his weight threatened to tip over the basket. Frank had to
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325 do something. He reached out from the sheets and pried the hand loose.
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326 The grip, which should have been much stronger than his, came away easily
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327 and Chuck fell to the floor with a thump and a cry of pain.
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328
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329
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330 "You bas... bas... tard" The voice faded off, as if he were falling asleep
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331 and then there was nothing but faint, raspy wheezing. Frank listened to
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332 the wheezing for several minutes until it finally stopped. Chuck had been
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333 a creep but he didn't deserve this. none of them had. Frank shut his eyes
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334 and cried, bitterly and silently, as if he had just lost his best friend.
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335
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336
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337 Somewhere far off, he imagined he could hear a ghost, cursing him.
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338
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339
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340 (To Be Continued...)
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341
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342 MY, BUT THE CONNECTION SEEMS TO BE ESPECIALLY CLEAR TONIGHT. MAYBE IT'S
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343 THE IONOSPHERE. JUST CHECKED OUT THE BOARDS OVER AT TANIS AND A.W.
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344 VEEERRYYY INTERESTING.
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345 IF I CAN THINK UP SOMEHTHING THAT WOULD FIT IN WITH THE MOOD OF THE REST
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346 OF THE STORIES, THEN I MIGHT START UP OVER THERE. I HAVE SOME IDEAS...
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347 ALSO, I HAVE AN ACCOUNT UNDER THIS NAME WITH TANIS (I THINK, WHICHEVER ONE
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348 ALLOWS HANDLES, ANYWAY) SO IF ANYBODY WANTS TO LEAVE ME A PRIVATE MESSAGE
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349 I CAN BE REACHED THERE. I WOULD BE NICE TO HAVE SOME MAIL. MAKES A PERSON
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350 FEEL WANTED, SOMEHOW.
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351 THANK YOU FOR READING THIS AND I'LL BE BACK AS SOON AS ROOM ALLOWS.
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352 GOOOD EEEVENING...
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353
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354 $#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#4:12AM#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#
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355 ppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
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356 Walrus -- Perhaps you might upload your story as far as you have gotten
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357 and invite participation from others. Sometimes someone else will see a
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358 way out for your character. I'm still lurking 'cause I'm feeling short of
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359 time right now. I got started on a story a while back and had to drop it
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360 for lack of time to complete it -- I'll start up again when time permits.
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361 pppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
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362 *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
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363 Muttering, Salazar worked his way back to the tiny head at the rear
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364 of the aircraft. He entered and bracing himself against the sides of the
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365 stall, took care of business. Thoughts wandering, he idly glanced at the
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366 wall before him. Strange? Graffiti on a Lear Jet? He looked closer.
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367 Looking for a good time?
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368 When in Paraguay, Call Frieda
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369 FUrher? 0 - 2815
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370 Hmmm... interesting. Salazar pulled his notebook from his pocket and
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371 wrote down the number. It was either a clue or... er he's have to wait and
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372 see. Finished with the necessary task, Salazar moved to the washbasin.
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373 His thoughts turned to Anna. Kinda cute, that one... but she went to great
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374 lengths to hide it. He wondered why. Were there any possibilities there
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375 for him? She certainly would be a change from the women he was used to...
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376 those women usually chased him. He knew Anna wouldn't, not the type; but
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377 then he didn't know if he wanted to get involved. Anna wouldn't settle for
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378 anything short term. Long ago, Salazar had been burned by a couple of the
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379 more domestic types. He had avoided them ever since. Too many scars.
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380 Still, there was a certain attraction. His mind drifting, Salazar wondered
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381 where Wassir was... probably in trouble again.
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382 "Mr. Salazar, you'll have to hurry. We're about ready to make our
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383 descent." Anna's voice sounded from the other side of the door.
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384 "Okay, I'm finished." Salazar opened the door and started to make his
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385 way back to his seat. He stumbled slightly. They had hit an air pocket.
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386 As Salazar settled into his seat, Anna leaned over him. "We'll be
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387 landing in a moment, Mr. Salazar. Let me check your seatbelt to see if
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388 it's fastened securely."
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389 "No need, I can do it... Ulp!" The jet lurched to the side--more
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390 turbulance.
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391 Anna lost her balance and tumbled into Salazar's lap. Instinctively,
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392 his arms went around her. She tensed for a moment, then melted close to
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393 his body. With his left hand, he could feel the play of muscles 'cross her
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394 back. The clean, fresh scent of her long hair quickened his blood.
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395 Unbidden, Salazar's right hand moved up and caressed the warm, softness of
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396 her cheek. Anna's fingers clenched the fabric of his shirt. For a
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397 moment, they floated together in time...
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398 "Folks, we'll be landing in approximately two minutes. Please make
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399 sure all burning materials are extinguished."
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400 The captain's announcement broke the mood. Anna pushed against
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401 Salazar's chest and stood up, red-faced. "Mr. Salazar, in the future, I'd
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402 appreciate it if you would keep your hands to yourself."
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403 Salazar started to speak, then gave up. Anything he could say would
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404 only aggravate the situation. Out of the corner of his eye, he watched
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405 the young woman furiously tugging on her seat belt. Attractive, but not as
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406 cold as she wanted him to believe. One more mystery to ponder. The jet
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407 jolted as they touched down. Out of the window, Salazar could see the
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408 dense greenery of a South American jungle rushing past. He knew he'd
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409 better get his mind back on the matter at hand. In his business, lapses of
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410 concentration could be fatal.
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411 "Folks, please remain in your seats until we've come to a complete
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412 stop," the captain said. "No need to worry about Customs, Mr. Rommel
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413 has handled that." Outside, a long black limo awaited them.
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414 *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Valinor*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
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415
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416 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
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417 Dan: I have not written anything worthwhile on the last two disks,
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418 have I? May I ask what in the world you are talking about? -Tanya
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419 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
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420 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
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421 Tanya: Perhaps I misunderstood to which item you were referring in an
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422 entry which immediately followed one of mine...my apologies as I
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423 desperately try to remove my computer's foot from its mouth...
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424 - - Dan
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425 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
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426
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427 KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA
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428 I hope that the bills from S.F. are nothing in comparison to that power
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429 bill you had to resolve. Honestly, where DID all the electricity go? Spares?
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430
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431 I shall be leaving shortly to return back east, to see Jannet once again.
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432 When I do, I shall mention the names of those that still exist in this part of
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433 the world and see her responce. Some of you she knows, one of you she has only
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434 heard of, and the rest are held without concern. But that is just trivial now.
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435 Hood River isn't such a bad place, it reminds one almost of Bulgaria on a warm
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436 sunlit day. Oh, if only I could leave all of the confusion behind, return to
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437 the home across the seas, and live that life again. Home...
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438 When I return, if I return, I shall make an attempt to have the next
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439 report forwarded without delay. [COMSET still non-operational]
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440 KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA Tis I, Kosta
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441 [Bus departs approximately 0800 - 0830 hrs Tue, returns Wed eve]
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442
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443
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444 why is the passing time so boring?
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445 maybe it was the oreos? could be...
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446 naw, it has to be the strawberries!
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447 /=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/
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448
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449 OLD HANK (Part 1)
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450
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451 When it was built in 1881, the Webster building was the finest
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452 example of cast iron architecture in the city. With its five stories
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453 replete with Mansard roof and tower, it remained the tallest structure
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454 in the region for eight years, until architectural styles changed to
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455 resolve design problems of high-rise buildings. From the intricate,
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456 ornate columns at the ground floor to the grandiose balconies of the
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457 upper floors, the Webster embodied all the best that cast iron offered
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458 of beauty and granduer in buildings. A magnificent and imposing
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459 structure for its time, the Webster housed the offices of the city's
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460 most important commercial establishments.
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461 However, in 1909, a disastrous fire destroyed its stately tower
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462 and the floor behind the Mansard roof. And now, in 1967, almost sixty
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463 years later, the building was in a deplorable condition. The upper
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464 floors, condemned and unsuitable for occupation, were dark and
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465 forbidding. Only the ground floor remained occupied, housing a couple
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466 of small shops near what had been the grand entrance to the building.
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467 Slated for demolition later this year, the tired structure would not
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468 benefit from the wave of preservation and restoration that would
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469 sweep the city in less than ten years, an effort that would ultimately
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470 save less than twenty of the more than two hundred structures
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471 utilizing cast iron construction.
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472 There was an odd similarity between the once stately structure
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473 and the figure of the old man who stood swaying outside one of the
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474 remaining shops, illuminated by the well-lit window, and staring
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475 blurry-eyed at the merchandise within. He clutched a half-empty
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476 bottle of wine close to his chest with his left hand. He was stooped
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477 over as if he bore an enormous, invisible load on his back. Many years
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478 of pain and hard drinking had carved deep lines in his face, which
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479 displayed a seemingly perpetual five-day growth of prickly gray beard.
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480 His oversized flannel shirt was saturated with sweat and dried vommit,
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481 and, inside his urine-stained, baggy wool pants, dried feces
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482 clung like burrs. The resulting stench caused would-be muggers to
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483 think twice about their motives when they approached within range
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484 of their foul-smelling prey. Generally, they changed their mind and
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485 left him alone...
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486
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487 /=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\Sebastian Silversmith/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\
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488
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489 RYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRY
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490 Farley: Return the aloe verae receipt to Fellows. I have an excellent
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491 suggestion as to what he can do with it from accounting, but I can't
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492 repeat it on an 'open channel'....
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493 RYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRY
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494 *=*=*=*=*Still lurking but spread kinda thin/WILL be back though*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*
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495
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496 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ (man and boy)
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497 Both shafts having since been removed were tied together and handed to
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498 Wipunxit. The Indian just looked at them with a very confused frown but
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499 still handled them carefully before they were placed by his side.
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500 The Guardian then made certain the cloak he had wrapped around the boy
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501 was providing the warmth needed to fend off the chill that had attracted his
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502 attention. He tore at the cloak to attend to the boys wound.
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503 "This is as difficult for me to explain as it must be for you to
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504 comprehend, but I shall attempt to do so in any case." He cleared his
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505 throat and tried for another deep breath befor continuing.
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506 "Not too many years ago did I realize the powers a mage could carry.
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507 And that Edric had a great deal of it at his disposal. Since he had made
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508 your fathers aquaintance and had become a member of his entourage he was
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509 able to advance his studies beyond simple spells and legerdemain. He
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510 studied in diligence and for two years spoke to no one other than your
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511 father and the township's arch-mage. As Castellan and protector to your
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512 father, I was witness to many privated sessions that went late into the
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513 night between the two. These sessions did not occur often, but at each
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514 one I would notice the difference in Edric. He was aging. Each month
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515 that passed saw more hairs of white and another wrinkle in his face. It
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516 is what brought the thoought to my mind. 'If he was to become powerful,'
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517 I thought, 'could he not remove the effect his learning had brought
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518 about?'" The Guardian rubbed his neck and shut his eyes for a moment as
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519 he recalled the events that had happened. "I would keep this a secret
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520 unto myself until such time when Edric was alone and was not deep into
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521 his tomes or his slumber... Two more of these late night sessions would
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522 adjourn before I had the time and opportunity available to speak with
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523 him. By that time my question had changed, and he knew why it was that
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524 I was coming for him.
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525 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ --->the Guardian and young Master West (135:05)
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526 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ Now, to see a dog about a kamel... --->G
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527
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528 ppppppppppppppppppppppppppp jes' lurkin ppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
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529 **************************************************************************
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530 L'homme: The check.. err DISK is in the mail. Also, can you give me a
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531 call sometime, I want to ask you a couple of questions about the
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532 adventure games. For what it's worth, you CAN set COPYLINK to 56K baud.
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533 I haven't actually checked the code time, so I don't know if it will
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534 actually RUN there, but you can set it there. A page of new instructions/
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535 instruction changes is being provided along with the new disk. No real
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536 major changes, an error flag to let you know is a call was succesful.
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537 (a little simpler then using a log string to return the information.)
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538 Some modem control functions, a cursor position command. A parenthisis
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539 now allowed in the arithmetic expressions. (actually, required in
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540 expression components with secondard parameters such as RND 19 before
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541 you would enter RND 1 + 1 which it would translate to RND 2. Now it will
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542 add 1 to the value returned by RND 1 so if you still want to use the
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543 arithmetic equation, you must put in parens. RND ( 1 + 1 ) to get the
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544 proper effect. This should reduce confusion in coding a bit.
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545 How's the testing coming?
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546 *************************** CISTOP MIKEY *********************************
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547 *&%_$#*%_@)#*%@)_#*%@)_#*%_@#)&*^)_@#^*_)@#*%_!@#)*%@#)_&^_@#)_@#^&@#_)^&@#_
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548 Mikey: AOK...I will call. AND I will wait for the disk to come in the mail
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549 before I do any more testing. No need to tell you about bugs that have
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550 already been fixed.
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551 ^*$_)%*@#)_*%@#)_%*@#)_%*@# L'homme sans Parity *%_#*%_)*%_@)#*%_)@#*%_@#*%
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552 =!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=
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553 BEEN SOOOO BUSY LATELY I JUST HAVEN'T HAD THE TIME TO WRITE, WILL TRY
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554 LATER IF THERES ROOM...
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555 =!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=! BIGFOOT !=!=!=!=!=
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556
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557 [She wore a rasberry beret, the kind you find in a second hand store]
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558 [ Musical Meanderer]
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