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1 If you are in need of help, you need but ask....
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2 ************************ INSTALLED: 23 NOV 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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20 """""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""
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21 heres my first story
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22
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23 ----
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24
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25 The smoke-filled court room hung with tension. Draped in
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26 ries, sitting in his soft, leather chair, sat the judge with
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27 ok of superiority. Squirming in their allotted seats the jury
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28 tened unwillingly, often scribbling on their little note-pads or
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29 tifling a smirk. The defendent sat cross legged, without a
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30 chair, dressed in rags. While the plaintiff, clad in 3-peice
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31 suit, covered with jewels and rubies sat and looked mean at the
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32 .
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33 d after enslaving his people and sending soldiers after the
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34 fleeing survivors, Mr. Pharoh had the gall to send the stock
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35 market tumbling down in shambles just to cripple my client
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36 ncially." spoke Karl Ikabode, lawyer, soldier of fortune,
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37 trickster and your basic HOW-DO-I-GET-ENOUGH-MONEY-TO-
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38 THAT-NEW-PLANET-IN-3000 B.C. sort of person.
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39 "And that "little" act if indescretion as the prosecuter so
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40 wrongfully put it is what sent the U.S.A plummeting into what was
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41 as the great depression, and with an illegal time machine,
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42 en!."he continued "the defense rests."
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43 "I will inform you of my decision tomorrow at 10:00 A.M"
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44 tated the judge and lumbered off to have a martini.
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45 "We have this case in the wineskine, so to speak Mr. Moses"
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46 Ikabode said confidently, helping his client to his feet "I will
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47 ou tomorrow at 9:00 A.M" and briskly walked off to buy a new
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48 t in 3000 B.C.
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49 """""""""""""""""""""""""""constable""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""
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50 that didnt work!!!
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51 """"""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""
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52 .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.
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53 Damn! I must of just missed that last disk. Fellow adventurers, I'm
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54 embarrased to ask, but did I miss anything on the disk previous to the
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55 current B disk? It's nice to see all of the creative activity at the
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56 Inn, but sometimes I can't quite keep up...
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57 .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.Emu
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58 <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>
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59 constable: When you upload to BW, you must have a short delay after each
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60 <cr><lf>, because it takes a while for the disk head to get to the next
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61 sector. Each line takes one 128 byte sector, whether it's two bytes
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62 or 100 bytes.
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63
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64 Someday, someone will have to tell me about the McKane incident...
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65 <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>...!psu-cs!nelsons<><><><><><>
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66 """"""""""""""""""Someone Of Little Importance was here...
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67 #$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$
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68
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69 Phantom 429
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70 by
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71 John Silverman
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72 (Part 8)
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73
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74 "Brrrrr... Brrrrr..."
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75 The wind howled outside and dime-sized drops spattered my window. I finally put the phone down. She hadn't said
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76 she was going anywhere tonight. It was strange. Strange and I didn't get along very well these days. Maybe she had
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77 talked to somebody on the radio. I switched on my Yaesu and turned it to channel 20, where she usually talked.
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78 Crazy Daisy was on, talking to somebody I couldn't hear. Daisy was an older woman that I didn't care for very much
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79 but Jen talked to her a lot. I suppose I might have liked Daisy better if she used a different handle. Then again,
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80 maybe not. I picked up the mike and asked her if she had talked to Jen lately.
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81 "Why yes, I did. Just a little while ago, in fact. She was in her car, going to meet someone."
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82 This didn't sound good. "Who?"
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83 "She had finally talked that awful spook into staying in one spot long enough to go meet him. I hope she'll be
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84 able to stop him finally. He's been causing so much-"
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85 "Oh, my God." I didn't listen to the rest of her monologue. My insides had sudenly turned to ice. It took forever
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86 for the old bag to shut up so I could ask her, "Where did she go? Did she say?"
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87 "No, she didn't say. But I think they were going to try to stay in contact on eleven-"
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88 I didn't even wait for her to finish. I spun the dial savagely, overshot the channel, and had to come back again.
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89 "Hello? Jennifer! Are you here?" No response. The channel was dead. My heart was hammering in my throat. It was
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90 maddening to just sit there, but there were far to may places she could have gone. The radio was my best chance. "Has
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91 anybody out there seen or heard Lady Couger tonight?"
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92 Missle Commander answered immediately. Missle Commander was an obnoxious little punk a couple years younger than
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93 me that I argued with a lot. "I know where she is." He piped up in that squeaky little rat voice of his.
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94 "You do? Where?"
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95 "Right here with me!"
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96 I should have know better than to listen to him but I was too upset to think. "What the hell's she doing over
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97 there with you!?"
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98 "Here, I'll let you listen." A second later grotesque sucking noises came out of my speaker. After a few moments
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99 of that, I heard his voice again. "Ohhhh, that feels SO good! That's what she's doing." In the background there was
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100 male laughter.
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101 I didn't even wast my time cussing him out. I spun the dial from 1 to 40, listening for her voice. Or his
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102 voice.
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103 I hit paydirt on my third time around. I couldn't hear him, but I heard her clearly. She sounded like she was in
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104 ecstacy. "I'm on my way, Roy! We'll be together soon! I can't wait!"
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105 "NOOO!" I yelled. I think my sanity was beginning to come apart a little then.
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106 "Jim! What are you doing here?"
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107 "Don't do it! He's dead, don't you see? The only way you can join him is if you die, too!"
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108 Her reply chilled me to the bone. "As long as I can be with him, I don't care!"
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109 "What about me, goddamit?!"
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110 "I'm sorry, Jim." was all she would say.
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111 The Roy's voice came to me, stronger than hell. It sounded like he was in the room with me. "I told you I was
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112 coming for her, Jamesy old boy. Interfere now and I'll send you to a place you never counted on!"
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113 "You son of a bitch!" I yelled. "You're dead, dammit! DEAD! You have no right! Go back to hell where you came from
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114 and leave us alone!"
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115 "No. You leave us alone." A shower of sparks exploded from my thousand doller radio. A huge jolt of electricity
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116 shot through the microphone and into me, knocking me on my ass. The radio was useless now, black smoke boiling up from
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117 the back.
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118 I sat on the floor, cradling my burned hand and crying pitfully. It was hopeless. He had her in some kind of
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119 spell. I didn't even know where she was to stop her. I was powerless to save the woman I loved.
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120 Or was I?
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121 Maybe I didn't know where she was at the moment, but I did know where to find him. About twenty blocks over and
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122 six feet down.
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123 I was out of there like a rocket.
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124
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125 (TO BE CONTINUED...)
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128 _____________________________JD 2446393.5319_______________________________
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129 """"""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""
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130 The smoke-filled court room hung with tension. Draped in fineries,
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131 periority. Squirming in their allotted seats the jury listened unwil
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132 lingly, often scribbling on their little note-pads or stifling a smirk.
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133 The defendent sat cross legged, without a chair, dressed in rags.
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134 hile the plaintiff, clad in 3-peice suit, covered with jewels and
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135 rubies sat and looked mean at the judge.
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136 "and after enslaving his people and sending soldiers after the
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137 tumbling down in shambles just to cripple my client financially." spoke
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138 Karl Ikabode, lawyer, soldier of fortune, writer, trickster and your
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139 asic HOW-DO-I-GET-ENOUGH-MONEY-TO-BUY-THAT-NEW-PLANET-IN-3000 B.C.
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140 sort of person.
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141 "And that "little" act if indescretion as the prosecuter so
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142 wrongfully put it is what sent the U.S.A plummeting into what was known
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143 continued "the defense rests."
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144 "I will inform you of my decision tomorrow at 10:00 A.M" stated the
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145 ge and lumbered off to have a martini.
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146 "We have this case in the wineskine, so to speak Mr. Moses" Ikabode
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147
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148 3000 B.C. with the gold moses had paid him in advance for his defense.
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149 Walking past the large, ornate carvings of naked women in front of
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150 the courthouse, Ikabode felt a solid shoe on his somewhat soft stomach.
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151 runting in pain he doubled over as his attacker neared, then
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152 sprang upon the unsuspecting thug. Dodging another kick, Ikabode
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153
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crashed his fist into the attackers nose, spurting blood over th
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154 Looking around to make sure no one saw him he quickly slipped the thugs
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155 wallet out of his pocket and walked calmly away.
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156
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157 IT STILL DIDNT WORK! AWE SHUCKS, BUT I CAN TRY
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158 AGIAN.
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159 Please! Wait for another disk...
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160
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161 Oh well.
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164 000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000
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165
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166 The Bear squinted far up the tunnel, straining to see the marchers. He was
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167 squatting by the stream, but he knew there must be better cover. He stood and
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168 scurried to the side of the tunnel, in the middle of two of the torches, where
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169 neither light could quite penetrate.
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170
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171 He hunched up against the wall, standing, with one hand on his sword. The
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172 rhythmic marching of the footsteps came closer. Bear looked down, and could
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173 see a worn path not ten feet in front of him. He pressed back against the side
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174 of the cave as much as possible, but
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175 he knew it would only be the Ladyship's Luck that would keep him from being
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176 spied by one of the marchers.
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177
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178 The sounds grew closer. He was just around a slight bend of the wall, so he
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179 couldn't see what kind of being made the sound until they were nearly upon
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180 him. Suddenly he saw the first marchers. They were walking two abreast, and
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181 were definitely humanoid. Each man rested a sword on his shoulder. They
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182 stared straight ahead as they marched with precise skill, grim countenances
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183 staring straight ahead. Not a word, no one counting time. Just simple, eerie,
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184 marching.
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185
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186 The column past. Two. Four. Six. The Bear counted... twelve, fourteen.
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187 On they marched, none of them looking to either side, which was Bear's only
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188 hope for staying hidden. He noted their milky white uniforms- each exactly
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189 the same, each with one black stripe down the side, but otherwise drab. Even
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190 their boots were the same color.
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191
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192 As the eleventh pair passed, Bear barely breathing, even squinting his eyes
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193 in case their whites might glint, one of the soldiers coughed quietly and
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194 turned his head slightly to the side. Toward Bear. Bear froze.
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195
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196 Their eyes met, and the soldier hesitated. Bear hesitated for a second, unsure
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197 whether the man would simply pass, or cry out an alarm.
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198
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199 When the man's mouth opened in a silent 'O', Bear lept from the side of the
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200 wall, sword unsheathing at the same time. With one quick stroke, he lopped
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201 off the suprised man's head, still with the 'O' formed at the mouth, but
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202 no sound ever reached the lips. With a blur of speed, Bear slashed again, at
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203 the man who was behind his first victim. Another thrust, and a third was down.
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204
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205 But by that time, the commotion had caused the other soldiers to turn, and
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206 gather their senses. Swords withdrew, and the soldiers attacked Bear.
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207
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208 Another slash of the sword, and another, but soon the numbers were two great
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209 for Bear. Three swords pointed straight at his throat, four more at his
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210 heart. At Bear's feet lay five men.
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211
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212 Without a word, without hardly a change in facial expression, the men stripped
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213 him of his sword, and bound him with a rope with seemed to almost magically
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214 appear from the crowd of soldiers surrounding Bear. The tied his wrists behind
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215 him with a vicious tug, and then wrapped several more coils around his body.
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216
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217 With a jab of a sword in his back, Bear was pushed on, downriver the way
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218 the soldiers had been marching. Bear looked at his captors, puzzled. Not a
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219 sound, save their marching boots. They barely looked at him, and would no
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220 t meet his eyes.
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221
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222 And they marched on, down the river, from a place Bear did not know, to a
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223 place he did not know. And the quiet river flowed lazily by, and the only
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224 sound were the precise clomping of 42 feet.
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225
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226 00000000000000000000000000000 THE BEAR 000000000000000000000000000000000000000
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227 Sound was...
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228
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229 Where was 'all allowed' when I needed it? This time especially.... sorry for
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230 all the goofs folks...
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231
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232 BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBB
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233 BBBBBBBBBB BETWEEN BROTHERS BBBBBBB
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234
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235 Nov. 15, 1975
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236 Dear Steve,
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237
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238 Well, gee. I still haven't heard from you. I understand that you probably feel it's my assignment and you don't have to
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239 bother with it, so why write back, right?
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240
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241 Well, I'll tell you why mister. I'm your brother. Doesn't that count for anything anymore? I mean, we had the same mother, and
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242 Dad insists he fathered us both, and, well, it just means a lot to me, y'know?
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243
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244 I just, just, well, I always hated your guts to tell you the truth. You always got everything, all the new clothes, you
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245 got to watch your TV shows, you even got first pick on all the girls. Well, I'll tell you something buster. Remember
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246 when you we up and there was shaving cream in your ear? And when you stood up you stepped in mushed-up bananas on the floor? And247 then after you managed to slip and slide your way into the bathrooom and took a shower there was red dye in the shower
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248 head? And when you reached for the towel there was honey all over it? And when you ran upstairs to try and find me Mom
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249 grounded you for a week for making such a mess, and you missed that big party?
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250
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251 Well, that wasn't me. That was my friend Ricky Robbins.
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252
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253 But I woulda done it. I hate you Steve. I hate the way you look, I hate your nose. I always hated your nose, it looks
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254 like a big slug landed on your face. So just go chew up some mothballs Steve. I never want to see you again!
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255
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256 Hatefully,
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257 Your (former) Brother.
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270 religion debate....when is this 'phantom 409' or whatever going to get really
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271 active, as not much is really going on...
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272 hey, who am i too talk though? i havent put up much of anything yet.
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273 ok, here goes something......
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279 well, not so good i guess. oh well.
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280 jcp1
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285 @#/?
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292 Steve and Perry you may consider this a clue||
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297 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
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298 What? I thought Lem was practially unknown. I'm currently on a Heinlein
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299 binge, reading whatever I can get my hands on. Not much, so far.
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300 +++++++++++++
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301 In one of the darker corners of the Inn, upon a table currently unoccupied,
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302 a small vellum scroll slowly drifted into being. Its struggle for existence
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303 was clear; it dimmed several times, only to return a bit stronger than before.
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304 At last, it was completely solid. As if on cue, it unrolled itself flat upon
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305 the oak surface, to allow anyone who cared to read it:
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306 'Dear friends,
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307 I am arriving soon in my new transport. Please tell Bert Rebalsa and
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308 Stan Wendill that I have something extremely important to tell them when I
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312 few moments to peruse the paper. Then, more rapidly than it arrived, the
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313 scroll lost it's hard-won existence and misted into nothingness.
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314 +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Milchar ++++ 23 Nov 85, 9:35pm +++++++++
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315 ]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]
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316 onagy mnhjl smd\q ptgsz [xwcs seqcf siexa vipia am[in cqmfr wmbmn fsayc
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318 vru\p ctovp xkut^ fqhtx ipgte b@q]l ^gnvf hbr^x aaeje gwysi ocl^s oavqg
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319 \f@\u ]_ukw j^s]q vbeao nuqc\ hxnb\ _rkyc @ostu le_nx xt@so @x@mu rsixm
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320 \rdgp hwo@y lm@ib _]nng nvfhb rejwa ccsf] ^zndc f]dru \cl@g nqx^u r^kxi
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321 [xwpa cnfd\ ndine mptmr mxpc@ iuaem th\fn jsoek q_@wy mmq
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327 instead of bbsing, so i guess that is what im gonna go do. later daze,
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328 jim price
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330 ***************recovery-mode*********kathyD************************************
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331 "="...... ?
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332 +_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_
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335 In today's competitive business market you simply cannot afford to lose
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336 that Extra Edge to others due to not having the best equipment available.
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337 Nor should you deny your children the advantage of the best in teaching
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338 aids when the competition for scholarships and even future professional
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339 positions may depend on the Extra Edge a computer can bring. Yes, today's
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340 competition is striving for excellence, and so are you. That's why we at
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341 Crudleco are pleased to offer you.......
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342
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343 The Extra Edge(tm)!
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344
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345 Yes, the Extra Edge (tm) Personal Computer is here! The home or office
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346 system that you've been waiting for! The Extra Edge (tm) comes fully
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347 configured with all the memory it can handle, no need for expansion. With
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348 our patented Cas-Drive for mass storage and monochrome monitor you'll have
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349 all the computer your business can handle, and your children will delight
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350 in spending literally hours loading their favorite games! A wide range of
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351 software has been announced by a variety of well known companies, so you
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352 can be assured of future productivity with your...........
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354 Extra Edge(tm) Personal Computer!!
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355
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356 Available soon in your local Scotch Shopper Toy Department
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357
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358 $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$
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361 Milchar: Lem unknown? Blasphamy! Shoot that man. Or at least give him a
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362 sausage. Have you read any "Prix" stories? As in "Tales of.." or
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363 "Albatross" (Albatross, Albatross! I'll take two please? Do you
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364 Wafers with that?) Heinlen's future was one of ironic paradoxes.
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365 The achievements were great, but the use and purpose uncertain....
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366 But Lem, Lem writes his future as a not-so-distant or certaintly
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367 not so cr
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368 (creative? Give it up...your tired and your fingers are strangers.)
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369 TUG BOAT: What's up? When do we see the next part of your story? When do we
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370 get our "you-know-what" up and running? Questions, questions....
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371 All: Expect another story soon! (Hide the kids, kill the lights, take a
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372 long vacation)
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373
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374 When the temp. reaches my shoe size, I move.
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375 PEN NAME
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378 :ARoNov:
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379
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380 aha lennerds back.
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381 \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\
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382 """"""""""""""""""SOLI...
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383 (<*>)(<*>)(<*>)(<*>)(<*>)(<*>)(<*>)(<*>)(<*>)(<*>)(<*>)(<*>)(<*>)(<*>)(<>
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384
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385 My dearest Bruce,
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386 Everything is going according to your masterful plan. Delta 5 is
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387 rushing to Switzerland bent on destroying McKane. He will be disappointed,
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388 I fear. Leroy is still in hiding and d'Autun is managing a sausage factory
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389 in the south of France. Projections indicate they will sit this one out,
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390 but one can never tell about Leroy.
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391 The plot to assasinate Wassir failed as you expected. Poor Johann and
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392 Guido, they never had a chance against the Albanian. He and the Bolivian
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393 woman are expected to check-in at the Bogart Arms tomorrow. Be careful with
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394 those two, I cannot project their actions with any reliability. No need to
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395 fret about Salazar, he's still wandering around the Amazon puckerbrush,
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396 chasing Herr Rommel's secretary.... a romantic fool to the end.
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397 Both the NET and Underground are showing a heightened activity level.
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398 It is safe to assume that their agents will be involved in the affair soon,
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399 not that it will do them any good.
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400 I do have one bone to pick with you. The Extra Edge (tm) computer
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401 you stuck me with is a dog. 2K of RAM and Bronx Basic don't give me alot
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402 to work with. All the blasted thing will print out is "BEAT ME BIG BOY".
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403 Don't we have room in the budget for a nice Atari?
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404 Give my regards to Professor Stuffit. I'm sure you'll convince him
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405 to help us in short order. Speaking of short, the shipment of zirconium-
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406 encrusted elevator shoes is enroute and should arrive at about the same
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407 time as the pin-tailed ducks.
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408 With all my love,
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409 China Blue
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410
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411 (<*>)(<*>)(<*>)(<*>)(<*>)(<*>)(<*>)(<*>)(<*>)(<*>)(<*>)(<*>)(<*>)(<*>)(<>
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412
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413 Hmmmm. Why is BW shooting data down the line so much faster? Is it now
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414 on a hard disk? RAM disk? New diskette drives? New machine?
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415 -just_curious-
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416 `P`P`P`P`P`P`P`P`P`P`P`P`P`P`P`P`P`P`P`P`P`P`P`P`P`P`P`P`P`P`P`P`P`P`P`P`P`P
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417 Maybe with this cold you're just reading slower...
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418
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419 Speaking of which, this &'&")("!!! cold has got me real screwed up. To save
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420 money, we're heating the house with nothing but firewood. Which was great
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421 when it was 56 degrees outside. Now... it's a challenge. But we still
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422 haven't turned it on! More sweaters... more wood, longer hot showers... more
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423 heating pads... cheating by drying our hair longer with the blow dryer...
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424 but still no electric heat!
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425
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426 However, we may not have heat, but don't tell my dog. The stupid bitch
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427 (Mikey- that's not a swear word. She really is one!) decided this would
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428 be a great time to go into heat. And just when we sealed the deck off
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429 (where she normally resides during the drip-drip-drip of heat... if you've
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430 never had a dog in heat... you can't appreciate the grossity of the
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431 bloody (that can either be a swear word, English style, or an adjective
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432 properly describing the situation) situation.
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433
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434 Anyway, so here she is, we have to keep her indoors (else her rear might
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435 freeze to the ground at night), but since it's Sunday and we're broke until
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436 tomorrow we can't go get any of those doggie diapers (they really do have
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437 them). So we took some old underwear, cut a hole in the back for her tail,
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438 and hoped to catch most of the, uh, residue that way.
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439
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440 Only a partial success... and a hilarious looking dog. And we have to slip
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441 the dumb thing off everytime she wants to go outside and poop.
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442
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443 And we can't lock her in a back room because last time we did that she
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444 chewed the frame off and then part of the door, and finally got out during
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445 the middle of the night. It was with her puppies who then ran around the
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446 house pooping and peeing all over the place.
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447
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448 I love my dog.
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449
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450 @p@p@p@p@p@p@p@p@p@p@p@p@p@p@p@p@p@p@p@p@p@p@p pooped out @p@p@p@p@p@p@p@p@p
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451
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452 on
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453 *************************************
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454 *==================================*
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455 *= =*
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456 *= Why Don't We Start A BBS With =*
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457 *= Just New BBS's Around The Area =*
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458 *= For All Systems Apple,IBM,Etc. =*
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459 *= I Think That Would Take Alot =*
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460 *= Off The Sysop's If Anyone WHas =*
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461 *= A BBS Prg That Is Just A Msg. =*
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462 *= I Would Start One! =*
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463 *= =*
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464 *=--------------------------------=*
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465 *= =*
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466 *= If Anyone Would Like To Leave =*
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467 *= Me Feedback Call This System =*
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468 *= And Leave Me Feedback =*
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469 *= =*
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470 *=--------------------------------=*
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471 *= =*
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472 *= B I T B U C K E T =*
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473 *= 254-xxxx =*
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474 *= =*
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475 *= Sean Mott 43 =*
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476 *= =*
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477 *==================================*
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478 ************************************
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479 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
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480 Pooped Out: Your little piece was enjoyed. One of the better laughs
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481 I have had. I hope that was the right thing to do, seeing as how it is
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482 your life. -Tanya
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483 . . . . you know how the rest of the boarder goes, I'm not going to bother
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484 No! I don't know how it goes! Tell me! Tell me! I can't stand the suspense!
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485
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486 ______________________________JD 2446394.7448______________________________
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487 sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss
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488 Heading for his three-wheeler, Ralph loped down the front steps, his
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489 Panama hat in hand and his fake leopard skin briefcase chained to his
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490 wrist. No heat stroke for this ace Fuller Brush man. No sirree. He didn't
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491 care a whit that in this dust bowl paradise, Fresno to the locals, Grit
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492 Pits to the visitors, it was 110 in the shade. Only crazies biked anywhere.
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493 Organics, too. No, Ralph, the Fuller Brush man, had a job to do. He'd
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494 stay as cool as a dog's nose in June.
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495 While Millie fixed his poached egg (two and a half minutes maz-- that
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496 way the white stayed slippery and he was convinced that real men eat the
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497 jelly white when it's googly), Ralph outlined in day-glo green on his Stan
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498 Wiley foldout the neighborhood for the day's big sell: foxtail brushes in
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499 four sizes and Puce Blue painy. Ralph pronounced it Puke Blue because he
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500 liked the sound of the two words together and couldn't remember puce.
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501 Ralph believed himself to be the picture of success. Now, he bought
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502 whenever he wanted pairs of plain pants from the Arnold Palmer Sportsman
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503 Shop at Sears. Millie got the Helene Curtis manicure set she coveted.
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504 Ralph, Jr. spent nearly all his free time with the vintage erector set
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505 Ralph gave him last Christmas. When he couldn't fiddle around with the set,
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506 Ralph, Jr. complained that he had to take the garbage out too often and
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507 that the kids at school called him "Patsy." Butch, the pimply stud in
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508 Block 3, especially tormented him. "Hay Patsy, your old man got stopped
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509 by the cops for speeding." That was usually the opener.
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510 It's true Ralph got stopped but not for speeding. His three wheeler
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511 made people stare. Maybe it was the fake leopard skin briefcase; maybe it
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512 was the iridescent pink safety flag with the skull and crossbones. Well
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513 Ralph had a job to do. He had Puke and Foxtail to sell today.
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514
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515 Shelley
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516 sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss
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517 *)_%$*#%)_*@_)%*#_)@*%_)@#*%)!#*%_@)#*%@#^_@)#^*&@)_#*^)_*^!_)#^*@_*^@_)^*@
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518 Kristi: Got it. Go ahead. Your pathway is clear of obstruction. Boarders
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519 make clear when an entry starts and stops, but they never define
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520 the writer. Waiting...
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521 Mikey: Should I even dare ask about AdventureWare? Naaaaa.
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522 (%_)(_)$(#_)%*$_)^&_@)*^_@#) L'homme sans Parity *%#)_*%@%_)!*%_!)%_@)*%@*%
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523 ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||| Lurking to look ..... |||||||||||||||||||
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524 ` [*=*] D [*=*] ` DDD
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527 He was going the wrong way. In his haste to get away from the minor incident at the Warwick, he had made a
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528 wrong turn. He was headed toward Lake Union, and the floating bridge, that would take him to Belleview
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529 and he had little time to waste. The bright yellow Jaguar stood out like a neon sign, that every cop
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530 in Seattle
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532 the marina, and a First Interstate Bank, and then it hit him-THE CANNISTER!. He hadn't had the time to search the
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533 two men he had killed, and he had to get that nerve gas. And the formula that was inside.
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537 the XKE into the parking lot of Charley's and leapt out. The valet would park it if he could find the keys-they were
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538 strewn about the car as Delta Five ripped from the chain the one he wanted. The one that he had seen hnging there
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539 when he first started up the Jaguar. That was what had been nagging at him-it was a key to a safe deposit box...
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541 Delta walked almost casually into the restaurant his outward calmness belying the near panic inside him.
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542 He went to the bar and ordered a Budweiser, and then got up, as if to visit the restroom, but slipped out the side
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543 door, and, walking bask up Westlake, hailed a cab. "Vance Hotel, and I'll pay the speeding ticket", he said, as he
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544 handed the driver a fifty. Delta checked into the once fashionable but now decaying hotel, and hurried up to room 410.
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545 A few minutes later, he hung up the phone. He ha the information he wanted. Leaving through the kitchen entrance
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546 he flagged another cab, and an hour and a half later, he was in Portland. On the plane, he had made a rough but fective
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547 sketch, and took this to a machine shop near 150th and Burnside. The five one hundred dollar bills he handed the shop
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548 foreman confirmed what Delta already knew. It would be ready in an hour. Operating as if there were no time left
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549 he caught another cab to a nearby shopping center, and at a coin shop, he bought an assortment of old coins, picked
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550 up a five pound hammer at a hardware store, and headed back to the machine shop...
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551 Another upload that almost worked...
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552 OKAYI'LLDOYOURBORDERFORYOU
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553
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554 Obviously Mr. Bit Bucket, while having some sort of an idea (I can't say its a good one, because it's hard to decipher
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555 what the heck he had to say; although I assume he was referring to another Backwater(?)), has no idea as to the
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556 preciousness of space on a system such as this. Theatrics acknowledged Mr. Mott, but they obscure your original
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557 question.
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559 NOWTHISISMYBORDER
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561 \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\
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562 zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
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563 Here I am, late at night. my homework is not done that was
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564 due last friday. My arithmatic sitting in its 3-day resting
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565 place smiles at me and says "yous'e dead sucker!!". But I
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566
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567 t totally degenerate?
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568 Well next to joining hells angels or committing suicide, I
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569 think I'd like to watch benny hill reruns till my head
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570 explodes!
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572 my pecil just broke in two
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573 I think Ill join motley crue(yecHhHHHH !!!!)
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576 JUST WHEN I'M ENJOYING THAT THERE'S NO MORE TANYA 9AAAAAAAARRRRRRGGGGHHHHHH) NOW HERE COMES KRISTI!
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577 PPPPPTTTTTTTTTUUUUUUUUIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PTUI!!
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578 SOUNDS LIKE A HOME TO ME.
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579 Ahhh, everyone's afraid to enter with only (only?) 30 or 40 lines left. So here I am writing on this when DA is
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580 up and running fine.
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581 Will anyone read it? Does anyone care? Certainly the percentages are reduced, by the number of people who have
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582 already read DA, assuming that DB was full.
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583 But now I'm just wasting space, and now, frankly, I have written what amounts
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584 to mush and they're probably better off not having read this anyway,
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585
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586 So that is the question.
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587
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588 M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M&M
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590 Tanya: Thanks for your comments. It's okay to laught at my life... I sure
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591 s heck have to just to stay sane. Anyway, glad you enjoyed, thanks for writing.
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592
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593 Pooped Out
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595 POOPOOPOOPOOPOOPOOPOOPOOPOOPOOPOOPOOPOOPOOPOOPOOPOOPOOPOOPOOOPOOOOOOPOOOOOOPOOP
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596 Mike,
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597 My sincere thanks for your kind assistance. (After all, you could have
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598 said something like "/read the help-files, you lead-fingered clod|"
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599 I jus t wondered if you will find this message here, but I didn't want
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600 to waste valuable disk space in a non-creative manner.
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601 Anywho, thanks again, 'twas truly a red letter day. I received your
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602 comment, my 1st VISA, and my first hate-mail||(and I haven't even
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604 Regards,
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605 Kristi Galt
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606 $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$
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607 Kristi: Yep, I saw your message. Sounds like a fun packed day. Don't get too
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608 worried about the hate mail though, there are always those who will put down,
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609 hate, or destroy just to be that way. Take it with a grain of salt, and believe
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610 in yourself and what you think is right for yourself. And remember, just because
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611 one person doesn't like you, it doesn't mean that everybody hates you.
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612 **************************** CISTOP MIKEY *************************************
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