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1 If you are in need of help, you need but ask...
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2 ************************* INSTALLEED: 4 DEC 84 *********************
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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 **** FOR SALE *****
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21 CONDOR DC POWER SUPLIES.
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22 MODEL TAA-16W
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23 SUPPLIES +5 AT 2.0 A.
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24 -12 .4 A.
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25 +12 .4 A.
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26 FOR MORE INFO. CALL JIM AT 646-xxxx
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27 xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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28 Just give me something to hold on / A piece of the world that won't go wrong
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29 Is there somebody there I can talk to / Somebody sharing the same view
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30 << Facing the Wind >>
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31 One avenue that would lead to / A place on this earth where we all grew
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32 Longing for travel, we stood still / Watching the sky that was once blue
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33 << Facing the Wind >>
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34 For each line we throw gives us false hope / One ray of light, God, I can't go!
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35 Thinking about what we all are / One human race that's gone to far...
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36 << Facing the Wind >>
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37
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38 (these are words from a song that sort of express the way I feel)
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39 xxxxxxxxxxxxxsong by The FixxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxThe Scot's 'RED LION'xxxxx
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40
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41 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
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42 Gee, if it's a song, to bad I can't hear the music...
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43 Prometheus: Remember when I said i'd probably leave you a note at the library?
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44 Well it's still there; are you even looking, do you remember the hint?
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45 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ --->Sondargaard
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46 +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
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47 Mikey: Thank you for your change of mind, I was truly concerned. I would also like to know what I could do to help.
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48 +++++++++++++++
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49 We departed from the forest of crystal. Moving up a short rise, we found ourselves at the base of the citidel.
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50 The citidel was quite tall, it stretched up higher and higher as we looked. No entrances were apparent. I collapsed
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51 on the grass near it, tired by my efforts. We formed a circle on the ground and began to talk about what we should do.
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52 A noise startled me. I whirled about, searching for the source of the noise. A seven-foot tall box-like object sat on
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53 the grass even closer to the citidel than we were, and a man stood before it. Odd that no one had noticed him on the
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54 climb up. Wait, I recognised him... the Doctor! Bard yelled a greeting. The Doctor popped into his TARDIS for a
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55 moment (I realized what it was now), thene popped back out. He carried a handled bag covered with runes. Why, that was
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56 my bag! "All right, you don't have do suck the TARDIS down to this godforsaken planet just to get your bag back. All
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57 I wanted to do was study it awhile." He set the bag down near me, and I made room for him in the circle. As the others
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58 talked with him, I rummaged about in the bag to see what it contained. Spellbooks, empty pocket for the 3x5 cards, two
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59 potions of unknown composition, several sticks of various woods, and a pouch of dust. Good, spell components. Things
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60 might get interesting now. I smiled and looked up as a large section of wall of the citidel slid up and revealed a
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61 deep passage beyond.
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62 The Doctor quipped, "Well, someone inviting us to tea. Shall we go?"
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63 +++++++++++++ Milchar ++++++++++++++++++++++++++ 04:36 on 12/04/84 ++++++++++++++++++++ 20 days until Xmas ++++++++++++
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64
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65 #############################################################
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66 The Innkeeper sat at his own bar, staring dejectedly at an
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67 untouched drink drawing small circles in a spot of collected
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68 moisture on the counter. "It's not worth it I tell you!" He
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69 screams to the empty space behind the bar. "I come here to get
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70 away from the angry world outside, and all I get is more abuse!"
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71 "I don't see why I should continue if it serves not the need."
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72 He gives the drink a shove, and it flies crashing against the
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73 metalwork covering the back bar.
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74
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75 At this a collected shout of "NO!" shakes the Inn to its very
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76 foundations. The word spreads quickly of the Innkeepers intent of
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77 retirement, and he is quite taken aback by the response, as one
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78 by one the faithful customers file in to personally express their
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79 concern, support and desperate desire that the Inn not be closed.
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80
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81 Turning around to face the now crowded Inn, He says; "My friends,
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82 I don't know what to say. No, I won't close the Inn. It was just
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83 my anger and frustration inapproprately directed at the last
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84 assult of a string of many. Normally a minor irritation, it was
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85 this time a catalysis to the intense internal presure ready to
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86 explode on the first touch."
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87
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88 "Piper, Leonard, Milchar, Valinor, Promethus, Mez, Sondagaurd, L'homme
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89 MiG, Kathy, Tammy.... and Pam, dear Pam... All of you! Thank you for
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90 your concern, and I humbly apoligize for the distress I have caused
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91 you. So the drinks are on the house... The Inn lives!"
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92
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93 ####################### The Innkeeper #########################
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94
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95 Sondargaard; Now see here, Dear Fellow, I went to the library of the school with confused last letters, and yet I found not
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96 a single book specifically on or about me. But, I must be remisss, for perhaps I misread a clue along the path. Perhaps I
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97 have only lost my way! This must be the case! So I shall go to Archives format for a bit, and find the original clue. Soon
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98 thereafter I shall join the game. The game is afoot!
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99 h yes, afore I forget, Dear Fellow, I have no official connection to either Ludlum or Christie, but about Nathaniel...
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100
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101 CRYPTIC CRYPTIC CRYPTIC CRYPTIC CRYPTIC CRYPTIC CRYPTIC CRYPTIC CRYPTIC CRYPTIC CRYPTIC CRYPTIC CRYPTIC CRYPTIC AD NAUSEUM...
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102
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103 The Former sweeps in from the cold with white cape and leaf, only to find the the color has returned to the cheeks of those in
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104 view. And the glare in many peoples eyes turned to reflection of the flames that light the Inn.
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105 Assuming only the worst, ven now, he wanders over to an obscure table and climbs on top. Soon he is sleeping and, like all
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106 marcupials, sobbs during his dreams. But the dreams are only a portion of his sorrows.
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107 Actually they only reflect his fear and shame in downmouthing the Inn enough to make the Innkeeper forsake the whole lot of
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108 them. Everyone must sincerely despise him now, and soom, a few will scream at him, and then he will be ostricized forever.
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109 Secretly immersing himself in shame and torment, he hears the Lady Pam screaming at him. Cursing the fool forever.
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110 Ignoring her screams as they stab into his ears, he returns to his dream state, the only safe place left for him.
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111 As her screams die inside his ears, and he dreams, he recinds from the Inn, and takes shelter in the protection of nicer
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112 memories of nicer times. Times when anyone liked him, or even would tolerate him. None of that was true anymore...
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113 Screaming no as loudly as his voice would allow, in went into a blathering state. Apologizing for everything from the murder
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114 of Abraham Lincoln to stealing some string from a girl named Sarah. Any event where people despised the accused he apologized
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115 sincerley for. Any event that could be said when blathering, that is...
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116 The Lady Pam soothed him in words and explanations of permanency. And a few complements every so often to cheer him up.
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117 Sitting on a table and forcing Pam to sit halfway on the table, he started to feel shame again.
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118 After giving her a seat, he lanmented that they both ought to apologize for having screamed so loudly. Tears were drying, so
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119 were some other peoples tears also, he dared to think.
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120
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121 {c}{c}{c}{c}{c}{c}{c}{c}{c}{c}{c}{c}{c}{c}{c}{c}{c}{c}{c}{c}{c}{c}{c}
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122 Please don't close down the Inn. This is the last watering hole
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123 in a vast desert. I'm sitting here with a sad thought of nowhere
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124 to go, nothing to do. But I can imagine the feeling that Mickey
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125 is going through so I hope I understand. I'll be sorry to see it
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126 here no longer, a brand new year and I'll be feeling so down and
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127 worthless. I don't know if this all makes any sence, I fear I am
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128 just rambling along like a horrer stricken child, all cold and empty
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129 inside. Not knowing what to say or what to do.......
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130 If you love something let it go... If it loves you it will come back.
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131 I'm sorry but I'm to emotional to say anything constructive. I'm
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132 too scared beyond rational thought.
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133 Please please think about it please?
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134 {c}{c}{c}{c}{c}{c}{c}{c}{c}{c}{c}{c}{c}{Tammy}{c}{c}{c}{very sad}{c}{c}
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135 As every started on the free drinks , a figure at a corner table stood.
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136 Raising his glass he cried, "A toast! To Michael, our innkeeper!"
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137 As the innkeeper's face took on a most astonishing expression, the toast
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138 was echoed around the room. Barely had the glasses been emptied, when someone
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139 shouted - "Three cheers for the innkeeper!"
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140
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141 "HURRAH!" "HURRAH!" "HURRAH!"
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142
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143 The inn shook with the thunder of the united voices...
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144 ..............................the apprentice.................................
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145 L'homme: are you going to PAUG this week?
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146 Voyeur: Yes, DEC0582, DEC2282, & MAY2083 are all files that we WILL get in the
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147 next batch of disks. (I *DID* leave room!)
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148 Film Fan: re-"Exterminator", I believe there is a film by that title in release
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149 currently. Thus the criticism of your use of that name.
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150 Kathy: I like the story, but I had an unintended reaction to the last
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151 installment. You spelled "abyss" as "abbess". Since an abbess is the
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152 lady in charge of an abbey, you can imagine my reaction when I read
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153 of Leo & Ontho plunging into the abbess....
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154 (oh well, we all make mistakes & I don't think that there is a
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155 spelling checker on the market that would have caught that...)
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156 Mikey: After careful consideration, I realize that you have extracted FULL
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157 revenge from me for making so many 'complaints' (er, I mean
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158 SUGGESTIONS, of course...)
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159 You gave ME the code and said "Fine, do it yourself." I am properly
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160 chastised. (Now about that code at.....)(I never learn, do I?)
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161 __________________________________Leonard____________________________________
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162
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163 NUMBERSNUMBERSNUMBERSNUMBERSNUMBERSNUMBERSNUMBERSNUMBERSNUMBERS
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164
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165 Line up all the letters of the alphabet in a row as show below:
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166 HIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZABCDEFG
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167
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168 Now remove those letters which look the same in a mirror:
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169 JKL N PQRS Z BCDEFG
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170
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171 Now add up the number of letters in each group:
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172 31416 (the first five letters of pie)
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173
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174 Try this one the next time you have your calculator out; Divide 2143 by 22,
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175 then get the square root of the answer, and then get the square root of
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176 that answer, you will have pie correct to eight digits. Want a quicker
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177 calculation? Try the square root of 9.87 (note that they are the last three
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178 standard decimal numbers in reverse order.) It is correct to four digits.
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179
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180 And of course as we all know that pie are square; Pie is the 16th letter in
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181 the greek alphabet, which is the square of 4. Or, the english letter P
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182 which is also the 16th letter of the English alphabet.
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183
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184 Did you know that the first 12 dozen numbers (144) of pie add up to 666
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185 (The number of the beast, where have I heard THAT one before?) Also note
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186 that 144=(6+6)*(6+6). The moral? Don't eat pie, or you will go to that
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187 theological place of eternal punishment.
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188
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189 How about the three numbers starting from the 666th postion in pie '343';
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190 343=7*7*7? ....No, that's pushing it a bit too far.
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191
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192 The point is that if you look long enough, you can find coincidences just
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193 about any place you like. The greater the resources you have to work with,
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194 the better the chances of finding the coincidence you want.
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195
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196 NUMBERSNUMBERSNUMBERSNUMBERSNUMBERSNUMBERSNUMBERSNUMBERSNUMBERSNUMBERS
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197
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198 I AM AN ENVIRONMENTALIST IN THE STATE OF LOUISIANA. I URGE EVERYONE WHO VLVALUES THE ERTH AND THE GIFTS IT BRINGS FORCONSIDER
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199 ----------------------CAJUN BOB--------------------------
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200 UP10
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201 PR10
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202 I AM AN ENVIRONMENTALIST IN LOUISIANA AND I URGE EVERYONE WHO VALUES THE EARTH
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203 AND THE GIFTS IT BRINGS FORTH TO CONSIDER - - - ! !
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204
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205 CAJUN BOB * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
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206 I am a survivalist in the swamps and bayous of Louisiana, and I encourage everyone who values traditional American values to
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207 think about the square acreage that the Commie Crud have picked up in the past forty years.
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208
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209 eat em up hanrahan * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
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210 I am a Milk Man in New Orleans, Louisiana and I encourage everyone to think about milk and all the nutrients we receive from
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211 this White Gold.
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212
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213 Milk Man Bob, the Dairyman * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
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214 The conservationist was real, the others were figment of your imagination -- pay them no nevermind.
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215
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216 **************************************************************************
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217 Lenoard: Chuckle, snort, yuk,yuk, too funny for words. Actually
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218 I thought I had written that one far enough down on the disk that no
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219 one whould take time to read it. and now...
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220 As they were moving towards the mind control power sourse, Leo
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221 hesitated, She wanted to know what they were getting into first. Ok
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222 Ontho lets not attack now, lets find out a little about this culture first."
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223 Ontho was surprized at how rational Leo was actting, not like her at
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224 all. The Inmo slowed and started crusing down into the rows of dwellings.
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225 It all seemed quite tranquil, quiet, children moving about with burdens
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226 and running errands. One thing was apparant, A species of Alien Leo had
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227 never seen before. They were quite large, the average height about 8 feet.
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228 and they were kind of a dirty yellow in color. They had two long arms and
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229 two short legs. At the end of the arms were claws. (more like lobster than
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230 kitty). At the end of the legs were boots. (no telling what was under those
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231 hunkers). It seemed as thought they had heads also, but they were kind of
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232 triangles at the top. No eyes could be detected. More importantly these
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233 Aliens were carrying weapons. They were definitly in control. ( and they
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234 looked mean!) Ontho seemed quite distresed to see that other Inmo's seemed
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235 to be caught in the control of the yuglies. ( kinda a cute name ehh?)
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236 But why the earthquakes? and why were they underground? It seems that
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237 a major quake would knock this place flat. More investiagtion was nessasary
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238 before they let every one know they were there with an attack.
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239 ***************************kathy********************************************
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240 ******************************************************************************
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241 Tammy, I really liked your last entry...
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242 ********************************************************************************
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243
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244 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ <dead give away>
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245 PromeTHEUS: You want a hint? Here's one the size of Detroit...
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246 DTMCL stands for no other than the DownTown Multnomah Co. Library
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247 (The occassional HQ for PorSFiS I believe?...)
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248 I also said that I would leave it in a book ON or ABOUT YOU -
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249 I didn't mean that SPY twittering, I meant the GREEK MYTHS and
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250 the gods and such, (don't let the 'god' stuff go to your head.)
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251 P.S. That phone number is only good, usually, between the hours of
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252 0100 Hrs to about 1530 Hrs (obviously it won't work when I'm
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253 using it for access to The system)
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254 and follow the instructions exactly. <more to follow> <maybe>
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255 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ --->Sondargaard 0530 Hrs 5 Dec 84
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256 Oh, and now that the Backwater is off the Heart-Lung machine, the young
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257 Master West will be roaming around a bit more frequently than expected
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258 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ --->Sondargaard <note the CORRECT spelling...>
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259
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260 pppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
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261 Now some of the pressure is off -- from my business life as well as the
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262 emotional pressure about the Inn. Ahh, back to adventure.
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263
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264 The piper was the last to follow the rest into the citadel. He was tired --
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265 deep bone tired, exhausted in body and spirit. To keep his spirits from
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266 dragging down the morale of the rest of the party, he had maintained the facade
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267 and put forth the impression that he was his old self, but he was tired.
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268 At the portal, for the briefest moment, his guard slipped, and had any of the
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269 party turned toward him, they would have recoiled from the pain reflected in his
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270 eyes. Regaining his composure, he stepped briskly behind the party, his eyes
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271 and all senses alert, guarding the rear from any danger that he could sense.
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272 Sternly controlling his wandering mind, he withdrew from his emotions -- his
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273 overriding sense of loss -- the image of a winged horse-like creature, the
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274 pegasus he had left in the Ruby Valley. Somehow he had formed an emotional
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275 bond with the animal, and it's absence was continual torment to him.
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276 Back in the Ruby Valley, the pegasus was also unhappy. She, too, longed for
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277 the presence of someone absent. The emotional bond was strong. Her eyes
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278 flashed fire, and the heat from her nostrils crisped the grass she tried to
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279 crop, as she tried to reassure herself that he would return. He could not
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280 leave that strange collection of sticks and skins thay he loved to play riding
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281 her high in the evening air. She nosed the bagpipes and lay down beside it,
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282 trying vainly again to wait patiently for his return.
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283 ppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
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284 PROMETHEUS;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;; Do you deserve Zeus's extreme wrath just for stealing the fire from heaven giving it
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285 to man? ;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;chr;;;;;;;;;;;;;;]34]]]]]]]]]]
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286 ::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::
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287
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288 Mikey,
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289 I join in concert with the other patrons of the Inn in expressing
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290 my grateful appreciation of this forum you so selflessly provide. Too
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291 often we take for granted the sublime atmosphere of the establishment
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292 we occupy in favor of the personae found therein. Only when threatened
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293 by its death does the contrast of its life take on such an individual
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294 absolute value. In my case you provide safe harbor in a sea of banality.
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295 For others, an outlet for their creative thoughts. And collectively......
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296 They form infinite facets on a precious stone we call " Backwater ".
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297 My support and the support of all but a few is more than available.
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298 You need but ask. And when the Inn's time has come the memories will be
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299 part of my greatest possesions.
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300
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301 ::::::::::::::Alex::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::
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302
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303 The men in the funny white coats took me to see Andre Watts, the
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304 classical pianist, last night. I never believed that a human being could
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305 make music like that, simply amazing. He must be even better than...
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306 than... Liberace?
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307 I know... Classical music is high-brow, stuffy, and boring. I'm not
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308 a real expert on the stuff, but it's better than
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309 UNIVERSAL MINDS SUCK DIRT!!!!
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310 Er... I think.
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311 Dr. Frankenstupe
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312 P.S. Pam: The powder blue straight jacket with the rhinestones you sent
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313 me for my birthday was darling. The people at the concert kept staring at
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314 it and whispering. Boy, was I proud. They say I'll be getting out of the
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315 hospital soon. I hope we can get together to talk about old times. Give
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316 me a call, I'm in the book.
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317 P.P.S. Thing liked the concert, too.
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318 +_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_
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319
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320 \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\
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321 Till taught by thirst
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322 men (women, too) know not
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323 what's a good H2O worth! (back or otherwise)
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324 //////////////////////////////////////////////boris/////////////////////////
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325 Here is Here and There is There
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326
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327 OH MY DEAR, WE SEEM TO HAVE A RESURGENCY OF THE PSEUDONYMN PROBLEM, BUT
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328 DON'T WORRY ONE BIT! THESE THINGS SLIDE IN AND OUT ALL WILLY NILLY LIKE.
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329 I TOO AM A PSEUDONYMN, AND LET ME ASSURE YOU THAT IT ALL ISN'T A BED OF
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330 ROSES. BEING LEFT AWAY IN A DARKENED CORNER OF THE MIND UNTIL SOMEONE HAS A
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331 SHAMEFULL OPINION, AND RUSHES RIGHT AWAY TO USE YOUR NAME FOR THE SHAMEFULL
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332 IDEA. I FEEL SO, SO, SO, PSEUDO! YES, THAT IS IT. I FEEL PSEUDO.
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333
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334
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335 AND THAT WAS A PSEUDO BOARDER, IN CASE ANY OF YOU MIGHT BE WONDERING...
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336
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337 UH, THIS MIGHT SEEM AND ODD THING TO ASK, BUT CAN ANYONE GIVE ME AN ETHIC
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338 ORIENTED REASON FOR NOT TURNING OFF THE LIGHTS IN A ROOM WHEN YOU LEAVE.
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339
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340 No, as a matter of fact, I can't (because I don't pay the power bill)
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341 If I DO turn off the light in *this* room inparticular, it turns off my
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342 terminal, heaven forbid.
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343 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ --->Sondargaard ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
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344
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345 CRYPTIC TO CRYPTAC, DEBEIF FROM DROP POINT, ALL BUT R292-K39p WERE DEPOSITED
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346 TO CIVILIANS. R292 WAS EMPTY, NO VOXNUMBER THERE. LOOK, SOMEONE HAS THE DAMN
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347 NOTE AND I DO NOT. WHAT'S MORE, THE PERSON I ALWAYS THINK IS YOU ON TRI-MET
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348 TURNED OUT NOT TO BE, AND I AM SOMEWHAT NERVOUS.
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349 AND WHEN I GET NERVOUS, I GET ITCHY, AND WHEN I GET ITCHY, I USE FLEA POWDER
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350 SO I SUPPOSE NEXT IS FACE TO FACE AT JCB, SITE OF SCREENING.
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351
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352 *"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"
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353 Has Anyone been watching the latest of the Dr. Who episodes on PBS?
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354 What do you think of Tegan and Nyssa? Wow!! Tonights was some really
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355 weird stuff going on. Its too bas that each episode is only 23 minutes long
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356 Also who watched that movie "Children in the crossfire" pretty
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357 interesting.
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358 Lets here some pro's and Con's about it. Personally I think that the
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359 British troops should remain because if they left the Catholics and the
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360 Protestants would tear each other apart if allowed to. This is probably
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361 due to my English heritage and to my great sorrow of the end of
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362 PAX BRITTANIA of which N.Ireland
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363 and Hong Kong are some of the last.
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364
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365 *"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*" SPOOK *"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*
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366 Inkeeper, i'll drink to that!!
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367 <<< no comments on the spelling, after the revival party for BWMS,
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368 who can spull anyway??>>
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369
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370 12/ 5/84 21:49,yup it works here, too.
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371 Im' playing with the Popalrm program. It's well worth the stated price,
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372 which is "free". Actually it only costs $5. It can put a clock in a
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373 window on the screen over most anything, or start a program - or alarm-
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374 at any time. Cute. Will I buy the rest of the Pop-clan? No, not in a
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375 world with Sidekick.
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376 Is it too much tech talk here to ask what brand of discs you use,or
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377 don't use, and why? I just had 3 bad out of a box of 10 Maxell. Never
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378 had any trouble with them before, but 30% is rather high fallout.
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379 ......................................BAD..................
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380 +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
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381 Slowly we strode into the vast hallway that had appeared out of nowhere. I sensed a vauge longing as I studied
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382 the cold, hard walls of the route, but I pushed it down farther back in my mind. Too busy with other things.
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383 The hall streched for some time longer. The walls hummed slightly as if precision machinery worked behind them,
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384 their noises muffled by the odd metal. We pressed on. Finally, the hall opened up into an enormous chamber. The
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385 walls were decorated with many carvings from several cultures, and the ceiling was oramented with precious stones of
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386 tremendous size. The floor itself was barren except for a column of metal in the center, a tall pillar extending from
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387 top to bottom. We spread out a bit to search more ground.
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388 A high whine sounded from behind. The hall that had opened up so convienently before was now gone. Another whine
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389 emanated from the pillar, but this time we were quick enough to see the section of wall part with the floor. Ah, an
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390 elevator, or so it seemed.
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391 "An invitation indeed, Doctor. What do you think of our host, so far?", I asked.
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392 "I don't think bloody much of him. No sign of crumpets or tea anywhere.", he replied. Ah, yes, now I remembered the
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393 Doctor's infatuation with all food English. "Not a crumb.", he muttered.
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394 Piper seemed to grow more agitated as we spoke. I looked at him for a moment, then thought. I concentrated to fling
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395 my thought directly at him, with no other overhearing: #No physical pain can match that of longing for a loved one. I
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396 cannot help you, but only tell you that I understand.# He nodded slightly, his tension slacking a bit. Nothing helps
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397 like sharing the pain, I thought.
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398 A surge of warmth from about my neck shook me from my ponderings. The necklace was more impatient than I to continue.
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399 #Rest later...#, a weak thought told me. "Did anyone else catch that thought?", I asked. All heads but the Doctor's
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400 nodded assent. He seemed to be too worried about his food to catch anything more than a cold. I smiled thinly at my
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401 poor joke. I shouldn't pick on the Doctor for his strange thought patterns and habits. His abilities are what count.
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402 There must be some reason why his TARDIS had been pulled here.....
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403 L'homme led the way into the strange pillar as we continued, I following, Bard next, Lila close after, followed by
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404 Piper, Leonard, and the Doctor. A hiss of steam erupted from a pipe somewhere far below as we asended the citidel.
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405 +++++++++++++
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406 Anyone's welcome to detail what we find above, your guess is as good as mine...
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407 ++++++++++++++ Milchar ++++++++++++++++++++++++++ 11:03 on 12/05/84 +++++++++++++++++++++ 19 days till Xmas ++++++++++
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408 JoshuaJoshuaJoshuaJoshuaJoshuaJoshuaJoshuaJoshuaJoshuaJoshuaJoshuaJoshuaJoshua
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409 I couldn't feel my toes anymore. In a way, I was happy, since I couldn't
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410 feel the pain anymore either. On a more sensible level, though, I realized
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411 that they were frozen. The way things were going, they were only preceeding
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412 the rest of me by a few hours. I stopped by a fallen tree, brushed the snow
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413 from it and sat down. Bending over, I untied the wrappings from my feet
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414 and wrung the moisture from the rags, then retied them over my sandals, trying not
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415 to look at the whiteness of my feet. The steam from my breath helped to
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416 obscure the unpleasant sight. Straightening, I looked back along my trail,
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417 where my footprints disappeared over the hill. When I was finally missed,
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418 they would make it all too easy to track me down. My only hope was that it
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419 would start snowing harder and cover them, but that would also finish me that
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420 much sooner. All in all, a rather bleak situation.
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421 I knew that I could always turn around, admit defeat, and return to the
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422 commune. They would smile at me, treat me with much kindness, and increase the
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423 dosage of whatever it was in my food. Soon I would be one with them again,
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424 a mindless automaton, praying their mantras, joining blissfully in their
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425 orgies, polishing His latest 4-wheeler, and for all practical purposes being
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426 dead. No, I had been an independant soul all my life; if I was going to be
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427 dead anyway, I'd do it on my terms - out here where I was nominally Free.
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428 If I went back now, I'd never have another chance to get away. It had only
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429 been the commotion caused by that other escape that had given me the
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430 opportunity to slip away.
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431 My chapped lips cracked as I smiled, remembering the strange sight.
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432 Two people in costume, one looking like a penguin, kidnapping (or rescuing,
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433 depending on your point of view) a collegue who had fallen in with the cult
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434 a few weeks earlier. I vaguely recalled his name - Bill; a rather spaced-
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435 out character even discounting the drugs in the food. I hoped that they'd get
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436 away all right. Their chances were probably a lot better than mine, since they
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437 had a car, even if it was a topless convertible.
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438 I stood up, pulled the thin blanket over my green cult uniform, and started
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439 walking again. The woods looked thicker up ahead, and perhaps I could find
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440 some decent shelter from the threatening snow. The junipers hereabouts didn't
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441 help too much, but those pine looked more substantial.
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442 It was hard walking. The snow was up to midcalf, and my feet felt like
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443 blocks on the end of my legs. Unless I found proper shelter, I knew I wouldn't
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444 survive the night. On previous occasions when all hope had seemed to be lost,
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445 my some-time employer had bailed me out with some deus ex machina, but I had
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446 been out of touch with him for at least 4 months. I had probably been written
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447 off a long time ago.
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448 The though made me wonder about my erstwhile companions. We had been following
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449 one of the commune leaders when there had been some sort of accident involving
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450 a worker. Ma River's gasp of shock was the last I remembered for a long time,
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451 until the haziness began clearing a few weeks ago. (the commune had been
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452 importing street people from around the country, in hopes of taking over the
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453 county. The great influx of people had overtaxed their supply of drug; they
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454 had had to dilute the doses. That, with my increasing tolerance of the drug,
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455 and I began returning to normal. When Bill had made his escape, I had been
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456 in enough control of myself to make mine too). I had no idea what had become
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457 of my two fellow agents; when I lost consciousness, I lost them too. I had
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458 not seen them around the commune, though, so they were either escaped or dead.
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459 I realized that I had been hearing a noise for a while, slowly becoming
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460 louder. Fearing the inevitable pursuit, I began looking around. Finally
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461 looking up, I spied a helicopter slowly aproaching. Are they That interested
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462 in recovering me? I moved behind a tree, and watched warily. The wind from
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463 the rotors was making the snow fly so I could barely see. Then the copter
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464 began moving off towards the north, and I saw the Red Cross emblem on the side.
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465 Too late I realized that they were out looking for all those missing elk hunters,
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466 and my waving of arms accomplished nothing other than to let the cold in under
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467 my wrap. Disconsolately I began trodding ahead again. If they had already
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468 searched this area, it was unlikely they would be back. I cursed feebly as
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469 a glob of snow, dislodged by the passage of the helicopter, fell on my head.
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470 Rather a miserable ending, I mused, for someone who had been so successful
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471 for so long at getting out of predicaments. Even in my brushes with McKane I
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472 had managed to come out with more than just my hide. Now I was likely to lose
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473 even that.
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474 Ah, McKane. There had been a worthy adversary. I had made a habit of
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475 thinking of him as evil, but on reflection, I decided that he wasn't really.
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476 He was above good or evil. Evil does what it does Because it is evil.
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477 McKane peformed his actions because they helped accomplish his aims - power
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478 for powers sake. Amoral, not immoral. The more I thought about it, the more
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479 I began to realize that he and I were very much alike. I didn't have his skill
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480 or abilities, but in essence, we were two of a kind. That was why I had always
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481 survived our meetings. This time, though, I had come up against Religion.
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482 The force of the religious fanatic is beyond reckoning. Because they have
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483 the authority of 'Right' behind them, they are not stopped by ordinary barriers
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484 like death. Where McKane and I had mutual interests, Dangerfield and I could
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485 see nothing the same. Hence, my present situation.
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486 I was staggering now. I knew I had to stop at a place of my choosing,
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487 else I'd collapse and never again rise. I found a likely looking tree,
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488 gathered some loose branches, and made a rough lean-to. It would keep out some
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489 of the wind and snow, but inside I knew that it was only a token attempt.
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490 I would fight to the end, but now the end was all too visible.
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491 I gathered what leaves and moss I could, built myself a nest, and lay down.
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492 As I lay there reviewing my life, I began to feel a warmth stealing through
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493 my body. At first I felt a rise of hope, until I realized that the warmth I
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494 felt was merely the onset of hypothermia. I knew I should get up and jump
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495 around; get my blood flowing, but it just didn't seem worth the effort any
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496 more. My thoughts began wandering, and I remembered stories of the Inn that
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497 my associate had told me. As I thought of the Inn, I seemed to feel the
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498 echo of some great catastrophe there, but my fading intellect decided that
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499 that was merely a figment of my waning consciousness.
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500 At last awareness was gone, my heart began to pump slower and slower,
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501 the flickering spark of life dimmed......
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502 -------------
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503 Beware the 'deus ex machina'...
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504 --------------
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505 funny (annoying, actually); this episode sounded much better last night
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506 as I thought about it while falling asleep. Oh well.
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507 ---------------
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508 L'homme - it's quite likely I will make it to the 2nd event Thursday.
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509 If you have anything for me, bring it (them?) along in case.
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510 JoshuaJoshuaJoshuaJoshuaJoshuaJoshuaJoshuaJoshuaJoshuaJoshuaJoshuaJoshuaJoshua
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511
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512 The cold glass was steaming, and the air was getting thick with moisture, and the steel of the engine was fighting for air.
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513 Altitude was high, and the snow was swirling above and below the swinging rotors of the white helicopter. Omega leaned his
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514 head against the glass, and peered out into the storm.
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515 fficially, to the Red Cross, he was newspaper reporter trying to get a first hand account of the search and rescue efforts.
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516 Also officially, to Net, he was searching for Agent Carmichael who was doing a surveilance mission for them. When the storm
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517 unexpectedly trapped him, intelligence reported a Search and Destroy team was sent out in his general direction.
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518
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519 Over to his left, a self-conscious telivision reporter was trying to look good for her first quote unquote Real Assignment.
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520 She did have talent at her job, regarded Omega. As much talent as is needed in the profession she had chosen.
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521
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522 Checking his watch, he noted that the Search and Destroy team would intersect their flight plan, in thirty minutes, or was
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523 it twenty? Trying to resort all the vectors in his mind, his sharp eyes spotted a purple color on the horizon.
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525 Realizing quickly that Evergreen trees don't come in purple, he motioned that the helicopter veer away from it, soon.
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526
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527 The pilot, thinking he meant that he had spotted a hunter, or tent, simply laid course for the purple apparition. Which, as
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528 one might suspect, had a bad effect on Omega Six.
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529
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530 As the helicopter dipped and swirled, trying to find an appropriate spot for off-loading the rescue team, it became apparent
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531 that there was no 12 man squad, armed to the teeth, and protecting the faith.
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532
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533 Someone wearing a neeshie suit was laying in sniper position in a tree. Only the obvious lack of a weapon kept Omega from
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534 opening up on him.
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535
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536 As all of the occupants off-loaded the copter, Omega ran to keep up with the agile rescue team, if he was a neeshie, he was
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537 a run-away, and those were a rare and valuable find.
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538
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539 The newswoman and crew were setting up their microwave gear all over the deep snow. Occaisionally a cord would be obscured
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540 by falling snow flakes.
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542 The pilot was leering at a guage and promising it part of his lunch if it would simply move a bit.
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543
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544 The machine guns opened up on the newscrew first, sweeping a misty spray of bullets through the already cold flesh.
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545 One spray went through the windshield and pilot of the copter, and further into the white dim of snow. Blood covered all the
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546 guages now.
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548 Omega was firing now, having dodged into a pile of fallen brances at the first crack of a gun. Aiming for the throat/head
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549 area for quick disbursement. Omega was a Net agent to the end.
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550
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551 Bodies were slumping to their knees and plunging into the snow at tremendous rates. Those members of the Search and Destroy
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552 team still left were spinning long lines of bullets into the brush where Omega was.
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553
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554 Rocks were protective only to a certain point, after which they explode with each incoming bullet. Omega knew what happened
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555 then.
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556 He jerked into a kneeling stance and from their contorted himself into running. A bullet stuck his side.
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557 Omega found the tree he was running for, and the bullet dug deeper into his thigh, and one more hit him in the calf.
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558
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559 Sent flying into a thick patch of brambles and rocks with mind splitting agony; he broke a rib and his autopistol.
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560 Not yet realizing the utter helplessness he was stricken with, he reached for a long dead branch for use as a club.
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561
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562 The last remaning member of the Search and Destroy team walked up to the last member of the Rescue team, and said softly,
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563 "Dear Lord, look at the," his voice trailed off into ravings about betrayal. And stumbled back in the direction of the Puram,
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564 and Dangerfield.
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565
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566 Omega waited a moment, shock setting in, and then started wrapping his wounds. Then proceded to find the run-away.
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570 Opinions? As I am a novice writer, I prefer the positive opinions, but I'll settle for mild complaints.
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571
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572 Hmmmm.. I see Someone remembers the basis of my story from away back when.
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573 Welcome aboard. (no comments yet - I don't have time right now & I want
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574 to reread it).
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575 joshuajoshuajoshuajoshuajoshua
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576
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577 Seems to me that this character 'Omega Six' sounds alot like another guy
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578 I once knew by the name of Jack Frost, SOF. Keep it up Axel... Imean NullSet
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579 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ --->Michael (what-ever-happened-to-fanasy?) SONDARGAARD
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580 PromeTHEUS: If *YOU* don't have the note, the world may be in for alot of
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581 trouble, but let's not get too hasty, shall we?
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582 1) Are you sure you have looked at *every* book possible; you really are a bit
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583 more popular than you think. Actually, the topic can be more diversified
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584 than you have imagined. I'd really like to give you the title of the book,
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585 but someone might get to it before you and leave a different note, or may
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586 not leave it for you at all (what a malicious train of thought I have.)
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587 2) To make things just a little bit easier, in my own mind, why don't you leave
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588 *ME* a note in the subject of your choosing so we can both go cray-zee.
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589 3) (as in TRI) Yes, I'm affraid that you are mistaken as to having seen me
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590 lately. If I see you first on Tri-Met, you can believe I'll let you know,
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591 eventually.
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592 4) Would you like me to leave a can of 'flea powder' at EG for you?
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593 5) By the way it's not JCB, it's JBC (site of screaming as well)
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594
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595 SPOOK: I have The Doctor on tape: Everything by T. Baker (#4), the first two
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596 years of Davison (#5), and a bit of Pertwee (#3) incluing all available
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597 regeneration sequences: 3 to 4, 4 to 5, but nothing of #1, #2, or #6.
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598 I quite admire Peter Davison as The Doctor in 'The Black Orchid' which
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599 is only a two-parter coming up later on. Well, see you later at UNIT.
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600 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ --->Sondargaard 0355 Hrs 6 Dec 84 ^^^^^^^^^^
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601 P.S. -THEUS, leave a message here as to the times you have a terminal available
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602 *****************************************************************
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603 INTERESTING ENTRIES FOLKS, DEFINITLY STIRS ME UP, BUT NOT IN
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604 A POSTIVE WAY.. NO FURTHER COMMENT ON THAT. NOT ENOUGH DISK
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605 SPACE LEFT FOR AN ENTRY, SO UNTILL TOMORROW.
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606 *************************kathy***********************************
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607 The hunter had seen the copter landing just over the ridge. He struggled
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608 through the snow, praying that they wouldn't take off before he got there.
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609 Then he heard what sounded like shots. Maybe someone else was trying to
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610 attract the attention of the crew?
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611 He finally reached the scene of the disaster. He stood stunned for a
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612 moment then he quickly checked the cabin of the copter. YES! The ELT was
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613 intact! He set it to working and went to check the bodies.
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614 Two of them were still alive but only just. One had apparently been trying
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615 to drag them other from a tree to the copter. He got them both into the
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616 copter and bundled them up in all the emergency blankets he could find. Then
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617 he dug out some food & sat back to wait, rifle at the ready.
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618 ....
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619 Mr. MacHinery? We have an ELT beacon from Omega Six's search area...
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620 Yessir! Right away!
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621 RYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRY
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622 ppppppppppp lots to say -- no space! (sob)ppppppppppppppppppp
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623 Leonard :Yes I am going...I am trying to survive my end-of-term-four-tests-in-the-next-three-days-how-will-i-ever-
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624 survive-this-school-term. But then, to misquote Alice Cooper, "School's out for two weeks! de de de dum L'homme etc...
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