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1 If you are in need of help, you need but ask....
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2 ************************ INSTALLED: 31 JAN 85 ***************************
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3 Welcome to BWMS (BackWater Message System) Mike Day System operator
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4 *************************************************************************
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5 GENERAL DISCLAIMER: BWMS IS NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR ANY INFORMATION
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6 PLACED ON THIS SYSTEM.
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7 BWMS was created as an electronic bill board. BWMS is a privately owned
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8 and operated system which is currently open for use by the general public.
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9 No restrictions are placed on the use of the system. As the system is
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10 Privately owned, I retain the right to remove any and all messages which
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11 I may find offensive. Because of the limited size of the system, it will be
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12 periodically purged of messages. (only 629 lines of data can be saved)
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13 To leave a message, type 'ENTER' and use ctrl/C or break to get out of the
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14 ENTER mode. The message is automatically stored. If after entering the
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15 message you find you made a mistake, use the replace command to replace
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16 the line. To exit from the system, type 'OFF' then hang up.
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17 Type 'HELP' to see other commands that are available on the system.
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18 ************************************************************
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19
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20 (:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)
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21
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At the risk of repeating a time-worn cliche, "At the..."
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22 No, no, practice some self-restraint! Find something original to say.
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23 Like: "Toto, I don't think we're in Kansas anymore..."
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24 Seraph
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25 (:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)
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26 :::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::
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27 From Prometheus; Forethoughts
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28 Assorted messages follow;
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29 Master Changer, you may not have noticed, but even before the Aryan Nations were exposed, I and Man in Gray were talking
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30 about nazi's in Idaho.
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31 From my experience with them, they are the same sort of Anglo Christian Terrorist organization that is now finding more and
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32 more acceptance in secluded American cities, both North and South of the Mason Dixon Line.
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33
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34 ::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::
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35
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36 tilean keyed the proper access codes... struggling to remember the last eight digits... prime number based codes are an easy
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37 way to annoy users...
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38 as the reports shined on the screen... one came to his attention more than any other... a report of a power failure in one
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39 f many nations formed hundreds of years ago... after the demise of the Norseman and the viking ways...
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40
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41 the nation was dethek and was presently a hot bed of soviet activity... aside from the usual dockings... two small nuclear
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42 submarine had been docked for some two months now... unusual because the soviets were pulling all of their submarine fleet
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43 into three task forces... apparently... these two ships had a very special importance...
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44 no work was being done on the submarines... and there was no real damage sufficient enough to warrant it staying in port...
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45
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46 one report from an agent markesson said they were doing intensive amounts of radiation work inside the submarine... leading
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47 ne to beleive they incurred damage to one of their on board nuclear missiles...
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48 although they were not decipghered... the simple fact that they were using their highest codes and best scrambling routines...
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49 indicated something very important was transpiring in dethek...
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50
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51 tilean noticed the other routine news reports... something about a terrorist action in guenea bassau... a bush tribal region
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52 an incorrect report about a soviet missile that was fired from the berring sea accidently by anoother soviet submarine...
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53
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54 city... inaccurate...
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55
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56
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57 as requested... a new direction... the infamous shape of things to come...
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58 oh yes... if my writting is rediculous... please tell me... so i won't keep embarrassing myself at this...
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59
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60 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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61 ~ ETC: Don't be paranoid. No offense is intended to anybody. I just would ~
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62 ~ like prospective writers to be on their toes early. So, when they come ~
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63 out to the real world, they will be ready to face the harshness of say, a
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64 city editor like Clark Kent's boss. In a bit of rage, one city editor tol;d
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65 a budding writer: "If you insist on redundancy - why don't you find employ-
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66 ment somewhere else, like Boeing, rockwell, etc, where they build redundancy
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67 to the n th degree.
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68 f.t. comb
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69 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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70 )*_$)@*%^_)@*@#_)*%)%*!_+)*%)_*%_)@^&)_*%!_)%*!_)#%&_)#^&)_*^%_)@#*^_@)#^&#)_@*@#_)*^@_)^&@_#)*^@_)&^@_)^*_@)&^@_)*^@_$)
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71 "I have some bad news for you Farley. 'Fred' is missing. I think it is safe to assume our welcoming party had
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72 something to do with it."
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73 Farley didn't take this well at all. He holstered Betsy, and climbed up into the truck to see the empty trailer for
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74 himself. "Who could have known about this? I thought you ran a tight organization here? What have I joined, a bunch of
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75 dolts who can't keep track of agents or cars?" It was obvious that Farley had become rather close to Fred, the way a man
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76 becomes close to mechanical objects that nonetheless take on personalities of their own.
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77 "We'll do everything we can to recover the car, Farley.", Fellows told him, trying to reassure the newest member of
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78 ET. "Remember, we want to examine Fred as much as you want to drive him."
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79 near a picture of a cherry fruit pie.
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80 L'homme emerged from the BMW, and motioned the others over to it. "I have radioed Ian, and told him about what
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81 happened here. He is getting right on the apparent leak, and will report back to us when he finds out more about it. In
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82 the meantime, let us head over the old Lovejoy restaurant. We have some business to attend there. Besides, I am getting
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83 a bit hungry."
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84 Fellows seemed to like the idea, but Farley was a bit perplexed. "Food! Now! Is that all you can think of? What about
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85 Fred? What about this truck and the hitman you so coolly dispatched? Are you just going to leave it?"
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86 L'homme tried not to lose patience. Farley was new at this elevated game and all, but still..."It is you, my friend,
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87 who doesn't understand. I can understand your curiosity, but when you question NET's decisions, you are going a bit
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88 too..."
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89 Farley cut him off. "I WASN'T questioning! I just can't understand how you can take all of this without so much as
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90 blinking an eye. You just killed a man! Do you always go around leaving bodies in the street so nonchalantly?"
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91 "May I remind you of your own actions. If I hadn't been in the position I was to disable our would-be assailant, I
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92 have no doubt he would have wound up on the short end of a .45 caliber slug, courtesy of Eugene Farley. Am I not correct?"
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93 "Well...I guess you...", Farley stammered, and he wasn't used to it. He may not have been the world's greatest
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94 detective, but he always had a semblance of self-confidence. It was these blasted NET agents. They were too good. They had
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95 all the right moves. They were always in control. He couldn't help feeling a bit inadequate, and hence, a bit on edge.
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96 "Things will be taken care of. It is not the agent's job to go around cleaning up after himself. An agent must move
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97 ast, and always be ready and willing to move on. Someone once said our organization could be compared to, believe it or
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98 not, the Air Force. The Air Force employs tens of thousands of people to support only a few. The whole objective of an air
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99 force base with hundreds or maybe thousands of people working there is to support a relative handful of pilots and planes.
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100 hose few pilots must be the tops in everything they do. They are pampered and completely taken care of. But when they
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101 are called into action, they are on their own. The thousands can't do a thing but maybe watch, listen in, and clean up
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102 afterwards. Are you beginning to get the picture Farley?"
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103 Farley nodded his head, but remained silent. #So much is happening so fast. Where does it all end? Or does it end?#
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104 "Into the car, gentlemen. We must be off. In ten minutes this street will look completely normal. Nothing out of the
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105 ordinary happened here, right?", L'homme looked at his companions for conformation. "Right.", they replied in unison.
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106 "Fellows...off to the Lovejoy. Farley, I hope you are hungry. We may be awhile there..."
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107 @#)_%*#@)_%*#@)_%*@#)_%*#@)_%*#@%_)@#*%#@)_%*@#)_%* L'homme sans Parity *)_$*_)@#*_)@#*%_)@#*%)_@#*%_)*%_#)%*_)*%@_#)*%_
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108 Kathy: My French teacher would have you strung up by your flat American shoes, but I'll forgive you... I developed the
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109 negatives yesterday. I ma happy with the results. More information for NET's files, heh heh.
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110 %*)_#%*_#)@%*@#)_%*@#)_%*@#)_%*@#)_%*@#)_%*@#)_^&#$)_&^@_#)*&^)_@_)%&@#_)&%_@)*%@_#)*%@_#)%&@)_%@#*%_)@#&*%)_@#*%)_*%)_#*_
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111 ma or am?
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112 HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
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113 "We R In Control"
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114
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115 We control the data banks
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116 We control the think tanks
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117 We control the flow of air
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118
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119 We're controlling traffic lights
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120 We control commuter flights
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121 We control the chief of staff
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122
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123 We control the TV sky
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124 We control the FBI
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125 We control the flow of heat
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126
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127 Computer age-in harms way
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128 We will prevail and perform
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129 our function
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130 C.C.T.B.
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131
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132 We control
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133 We're controlling
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134 We control you floor to florr
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135 e control you door to door
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136 We're controlling while you sleep
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137 e're controlling while you sleep
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138 e are in control
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139 We are in control
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140 E GOT FUCKED UP THE ASS
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141 --------------> From "Trans" by Neil Young
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142 HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
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143 =*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*
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144 o John K. O'Hara: The mark one cipher is not, repeat NOT, working. Even with the modifications
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145 hat you said to make. One thing it does do right, is it doesn't drop the first letter anymore.
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146 t switched to the last...WORK ON IT!!!
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147 =*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=* Operative Elizabeth Ryan *=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*
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148
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149
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150 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ (belittled and not amused)
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151 CISTOP MIKEY: I must have 'spoken' too soon in requesting that E/O be removed.
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152 It is obvious, by the looks of tilean's and L'Homme's entries that we may
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153 never be low on the twit supply. For all our safetys sake, please return E/O
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154 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ --->the Guardian 31:15
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155
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156 ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZippy
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157 AArrrggg!!! Twits abound everywhere!!
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158 istop; It is with a heavy heart, and exasperated fingers that I submit my tired agreement with The Guardian that
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159 e return to (stammer, gasp, gag) E/O. It seems that the more twitly sections of society will never let up in their
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160 uest to deface that which is beautiful. Perhaps it is jealousy that drives them, for I find it highly doubtful that
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161 ne who goes through the Inn, destroying carefully chosen groups of words, brought together by brightly shining
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162 ntellects could duplicate such feats without change, at least to the attitude. I will not go so far as to threaten
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163 hese individuals with what will happen to them if they do not stop, for that would make me no better than them.
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164 But if I may be so bold, I would like to make a suggestion to my fellow visitors to the Inn; Though it may be
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165 ifficult, I suggest that we simply ignore the twits, and see what happens. As I have 2 younger brothers, I know that
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166 his is an extremely potent tactic against children, and what are twits, if not children. I realize that it will be
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167 xtremely difficult at first, to watch your words slaughtered before you, bbut think of it as a battle of the wills:
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168 s against the twits, with your words against their childish attention-getting schemes.
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169 With this, and wishes of luck in whatever you find yourself doing, I leave you.
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170 Good luck,
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171 ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZippy
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172 <^_><^_><^_><^_><^_><^_><^_><^_><^_><^_><^_><^_><^_><^_><^_>
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173 The control O wouldn't be so bad if they knew how to turn
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174 it off. If it was used wisely an entry can be greatly enhanced
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175 with the use of control O, if they knew how to turn it off.
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176 For my machine, a control N places the text back to normal,
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177 but I'm not sure if other computers view it in the same way.
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178 For those of you out there who are using Ascii Express, just
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179 keep the chat on so whenever the ^O pops up you can hit ^N and
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180 take care of it.
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181 <^_><^_><^_><^_><^_><^_><^_><^_><^_><^_><Mark><^_><^_><^_><^_>
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182 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ PaPa
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183 tilean: I liked the entry.
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184 Not time right now, must fly.
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185 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ PaPa Smurf
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186 I would like to know the name of the person who recently started (and stopped) a
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187 local bbs by the name of Hitchhiker's. You are wasting people's time by
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188 starting a system you have no intention of finishing, or even leaving up for
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189 more than a few days. Let's hear from you: Have you really given up, or what?
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190 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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191 if the person did not tell anyone that is was a test... then i might say that it was not nice... perhaps you did waste your
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192 time... but at least one person learned something about the nature of running a system...
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193 it is Difficult and also Expensive... and if it was necessary for the operator to take it off line... the so be it... it is
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194 not productive to scream about... it can do nothing but hurt some people... and scare others...
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195
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196 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ETC.^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
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197 Morning Tea
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198
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199 I stare into my teacup
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200 and see myself brewing.
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201 The tea starts weak, steeping quickly,
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202 becoming strong.
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203 Maybe I'll add some honey or some lemon,
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204 it adds a little spice.
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205 It lies in its warm cup,
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206 steaming with silent pride at
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207 no one in particular.
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208 I wonder if it lies to itself,
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209 saying that its fate
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210 must be more that lukewarm.
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211
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212 Adrian
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213 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ETC.^^^^^^^^^^^^^
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214 Sigh.
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215 L'homme, voyeur, Alex, MIG(?):
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216 I have a source for INCREDIBLY cheap 4116s. If you think you might want some
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217 leave me a msg on pcs.
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218 _____________________________________Leonard___________________________________
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219 ps. L'homme, am I getting a ride with you or what?
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220 _____________________________________________________________________________
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221 =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
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222 SITSOP MIKEY: I HEARD THAT YOU HAVE AN IBM HARD DRIVE IN SOME SORT OF WORKING
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223 CONDITION.. IF THIS IS TRUE WOULD YOU PLEASE GIVE THE ALTERNATE WORLD OR TANIS
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224 A CALL... IF ON THE ALTERNATE WORLD LEAVE MAIL TO HAN SOLO. IF ON TANIS LEAVE
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225 MAIL TO THE SYSOP. THE INFO I NEED IS WHAT TYPE DRIVE, WHAT COMES WITH IT, AND
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226 OF COURSE THE APPROXIMATE ASKING PRICE....
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227 THANX,
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228 << COMMANDER MURDOCK >>
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229 &
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230 << HAN SOLO >>
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231 =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
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232 *****************************************************************
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233 To: Han Solo
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234 It is a IBM 2311 removable pack 7 meg hard drive. Asking price is you
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235 haul it away, and it's yours.
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236 *********************** CISTOP MIKEY *******************************
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237 *=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*
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238 To The Guardian: You claim that since the all allowed has been back up, that twits have been
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239 roaming BW creating havoc. If that is true, count yourself one of them. Replacing someone else's
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240 entry is not at all nice. If will say that if I have made a mistake in blaming you for this
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241 dasteredly deed, then, I am sorry. Since I last logged on at about 2:30 today, the entry that
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242 was addressed to John K. O'Hara has been deleted. Your entry was where mine should be.
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243 *=*=*=*=*=*=*=*
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244 istop Mikey: Please bring us back to Enter Only so things like this don't happen anymore...
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245 istop Mikey: Please bring us back to Enter Only so things like this don't happen anymore...
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246 =*=*=*=*=*=*=*
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247 To John K. O'Hara: Repeat of previos message...Mark One Cipher does not work. I made the changes
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248 and it stopped dropping the first letter and started dropping the last...It would be nice
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249 to have it working correctly...
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250 *=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=* Operative Elizabeth Ryan *=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*
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251 -=*=- What flame and shadow had wrought, a haunting moment, one -=*=-
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252 -=*=- flicker of breathtaking beauty, the little cat saw. With -=*=-
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253 -=*=- whiskers a-quiver and eyes full of wonder, she reached out-=*=-
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254 -=*=- one paw towards the vanished dragon...to touch what eyes -=*=-
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255 -=*=- did not believe. Could it really be so? -=*=-
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256 disk FAILURE
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257 disk FAILURE
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258 For pity's sake! Some dumb jerk who has fun deleting things is getting off messing up things again!
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259 umn little jerk! Why can't they crawl under a rock and think about their stupidity for a while?
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260 - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
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261
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262 ****************************************************************************
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263 The scene at the hospital was reaching high levels of insanity, Tina
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264 had finally finished the paperwork on Jack's admittance. Tony and Marci
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265 were barking at each other over Jack's condition. Jack was quite unstable
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266 and just wanted relief from his pain, the Lone Stars were wearing off and
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267 he was downright uncomfortable with his dilema.
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268 An operating room was now available and Jack was brought in for surgery.
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269 As the orderly wheeled him down the hall, the other 3 were beside him
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270 offering support. A nurse stopped his friends at the door to the operating
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271 room and Jack was taken in alone.
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272 *one hour later*
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273 The doctor approached Marci and informed her the surgery was a success
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274 and the Gold card was needed so Jack could check out. (gleem in doc's eye).
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275 Jack walked out, his arm in a sling; carrying several pain perscriptions
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276 to be filled as soon as possible. A look of relief could be seen on all
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277 faces. Marci's hand was shaking as she signed the Bankcard receipts, "Gee
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278 this is more pain than Jack had." But she turned and saw Jack's sad face
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279 " Oh babe, I'm sorry your worth it to me" taking his good arm she walked
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280 him towards the door.
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281 The foursome was almost to the door when an orderly with a wheelchair
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282 came rushing at them at aprox warp 7. "hey you guys, hospital rules state
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283 patients must be wheeled out the door." In his haste the orderly left the
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284 chair with Marci and Jack had a seat. Tony grabed the handles and put Jack
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285 up on two wheels and away they went. The orderly was now flirting with
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286 the receptionist and did not notice that the wheelchair had not been returned.
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287 Tony opened the trunk and deposited the chair inside. " You guys take
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288 Jack home, Ive got unfinished buisness here."
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289 ****************************************************kathyd*******************
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290 p.s. Jack hoover, did Tony tell you what he has up his sleeve?
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291 *********************************************************************************
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292
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293 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ (you don't know me well enough yet, 'lady')
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294 Miss Ryan, In the most serious tone, I would like to say that having only seen
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295 me once, I don't believe that you could really make a decision as to my
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296 character, nor I yours. If you have actually read any of the stuff I put into
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297 these mighty disks of enlightenment and encouragement, you should know by now
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298 that *I* would NEVER touch another persons entries. At the time I first
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299 entered the Inn, some ####### was going about Randomly Deleting any and all
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300 subject matter. (You should know this already.) Unfortunately, the same deed
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301 has been the defamation of me twice now. And both times I'VE BEEN BLAMED!
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302 ***** For the record, fellas: I'M NOT DOING IT, I NEVER HAVE, I NEVER WILL!
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303 Is that clear enough, or should I draw you a picture? No, I didn't delete the
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304 entry, I must have just been the unfortunate slob that had the displeasure of
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305 calling after the deed had been committed.
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306 You may never know how much I respect this place because like you, all my
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307 identities are known to only a few. (Ian, the list is being prepared for you.)
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308 If you care to discuss this further, I'd be glad to... MANO-A-MANO. 'Nuf said.
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309 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ --->THE Guardian 32:05
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310
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311 `'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'
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312 Again the dawn, what does it bring?
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313 Times of quiet beauty, islands of desire;
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314 Hours of understanding, only if we make it so.
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315 The rising sun brings only opportunity
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316 To live another day.
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317
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318 I watch the last remnants of darkness
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319 Flee from the light of morning.
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320 I know a new day is dawning;
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321 Full of promise and promising nothing.
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322 `'`'`'`' -alchemist- `'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'
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323
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324 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ (roconsideration)
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325 Miss Ryan, Sorry for the tone of the previous msg. My temper ran too far wild.
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326 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ --->the Guardian 32:supplementary
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327
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328 *=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*
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329 To The Guardian: I apologize...Nuff said...
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330 *=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=* Operative Elizabeth Ryan *=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*
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331 kathy - the doctor had toothpaste in his eye when he saw Marci's Gold Card?
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332 _innocent bysitter_
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333 (:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)
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334 Though I had decided not to comment on the deletions since I
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335 idn't want to draw attention to the perpretrator, something needs to be
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336 aid. Please, everyone, don't begin accusing other Inn-goers of being
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337 esponsible for the loss of your message. This sort of thing is caused by
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338 omeone who is incapable of making any constructive addition to what goes
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339 n here, but still wants to draw attention to his 'work'. By creating
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340 nimosity between us, he accomplishes the greatest goal such a small mind
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341 ould conceive of: our division. So ignore him if you will, berate him
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342 f you must, but don't turn on each other. He is one of the destroyers,
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343 n enemy of creation, and by our division we grant him his desired prize.
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344 Seraph
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345 :)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)(:)
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346
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Rarely have I entered into the stories here, long have I stood in
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347 the shadows at the edge of this reality marveling at the beauty. But for
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348 some months, a quiet voice has been missed. Did I hear it once again, if
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349 only for a moment? The tone seemed familiar. I hope I am correct, and if
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350 I am, perhaps some warm cider may be provided by one known better than I.
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351 Strangers should not take such liberties.
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352 ________________Melissa--------------------------------Melissa________________
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353 M A G E N (cont.-10)
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354
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355 Raza moved down the beach in a hurried walk. As soon as he was around the
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356 point and out of sight he broke into a run. The colorful visual symphony of
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357 the tropical sunset went unappreciated by this fleeing figure. Raza's full
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358 attention was focused on his overdue meeting with Dixie. How was he going to
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359 explain being late?
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360 Raza's sweat-soaked clothes made a squishing sound as he jumped into his
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361 car and roared off toward town. Staying on the twisting, packed-dirt roads
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362 took good skill and dexterity even at low speeds. Raza's haste to reach town
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363 resulted in the modification of several palms. The glancing blows left a
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364 trail of blue markings along the tree trunks. The one panel on the car that
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365 escaped reshaping was the top of the hood. Only young, fast reflexes and
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366 blind luck prevented a major crash.
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367 After a quick shower and a change of clothes Raza headed for the hotel.
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368 While he drove he tried desperately to think of how he was going to explain
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369 all of this to Dixie. Now there was his dented car to complicate things. As
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370 he drove up to the hotel he saw Dixie sitting on the patio of the `Wrecked
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371 Virgin Bar', sipping a drink. When she saw Raza's car her eyes opened wide
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372 in surprise. The angry speech she had been saving melted into concern.
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373 "Oh Raza! Just look at your car. Are you OK?"
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374 "Y-Yes I am.", Raza stammerd, "I had a little problem."
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375 "I can see that, honey. You sit down here now y'hear. We'll get you a
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376 drink to calm your nerves. It must have been a terrible accident. I'm so
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377 glad you weren't hurt. Now where is that waiter? He is soooo slow!"
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378 Raza gave lady luck a silent kiss. It looked like Dixie's assumption about
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379 what happened had gotten him off the hook. He began thinking up a quick
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380 story that wasn't an outright lie.
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381 "Dixie, I'm sorry I'm late. I..."
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382 "Don't worry your little head about it. I can see you've been through a
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383 terrible experience. You have that drink and compose yourself. I'll call
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384 daddy and have him send the boat back for us in a little while."
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385 Dixie pulled an instrument from her purse and began pushing buttons.
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386 "What in the world is that?", Raza blurted out.
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387 "It's a new radio-phone. One of daddy's companies makes them. He gave me
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388 one so I can call the yacht if I need anything. Be a sweetheart and go call
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389 a taxi to take us down to the dock. It's much too hot to walk and your car
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390 looks perfectly dangerous. I'm surprised it didn't fall apart already."
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391 ----------------Melissa________________________________Melissa----------------
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392
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393 A forgotten television flickered in the corner. Doctor Frankenstupe
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394 stared out the window, not seeing the freshly fallen snow. His mind was
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395 troubled.
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396 Sigmund walked into the room. "Doctor, the Young and Restless is on,
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397 aren't you watching?" No response. "Doctor... DOCTOR!" Slowly, the Doctor
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398 turned. "What's the matter with you, today?" Sigmund asked.
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399 "The Dragon Lady is miffed at me," the Dr. said. "What have I done
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400 to offend her?"
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401 "Just ask. I'm sure she'll tell you."
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402 "Oh no, I can't. Her wrath is terrible, indeed. If I really upset
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403 her, she may have a dragon sit on me."
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404 "I doubt that. Screw up your courage and speak out."
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405 "But what about the dragon?" The Doctor held his head in his hands.
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406 "Wait... I know." He hurried to a large trunk and pulled something out.
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407 "My Exalted Buffalo Lodge head dress--no dragon will sit on me now." On
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408 the Doctor's head perched a fierce-looking hat with large upward curving
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409 horns on each side. "Now for a weapon."
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410 "That may not be a good idea. Remember, you're not allowed anything
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411 sharp." Sigmund said.
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412 "No, no... it's for show, nothing else." The Doctor went to the
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413 closet and returned with a pushbroom. So clad, he stood in the middle of
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414 the room, puffed out his chest, and called out with mock bravery...
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415
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416 "Lady of Dragons, you have a grievance with me. Let us speak
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417 of it like adults... and please, no dragons."
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418
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419 Dr. Frankenstupe
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420 +_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_
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421
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422
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_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-
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423 A Bull, the angel of the wild,
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424 A Bull as gentle as a child,
|
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425 A pleasant mannered Bull that lay
|
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426 Upon a hill at break of day
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427 And munched his cud, observed a gleam
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428 Of crimson on the world's extreme
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429 Where the Dawn-Spirit had released
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430 His flaring banner in the east.
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431 The Bull, a flame in either eye
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432 That frightened the offending sky,
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433 Rose, pawed the earth until his skin
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434 Was dun with dust from tail to chin,
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435 And lowering his horrid brows,
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436 Roared out: "How dare you thus arouse
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437 The sleeping lion in my breast!"
|
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438 Then, like a storm from out the west
|
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439 He blindly charged, and without check,
|
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440 Went o'er a cliff and broke his neck!
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441 A Tiger, calm, serene, sedate,
|
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442 Administered on his estate,
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443 And as he turned him into chyle
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444 Remarked with a contented smile:
|
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445 "That sleeping lion in his breast
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446 Was just an ass that needed rest."
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447
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Ambrose Bierce
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448 _-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_ Jedeves 85/02/01 _-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-
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449
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450 *=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=**=*=*
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451 To The Guardian (again): As I said before...I am truely sorry. I, too, was upset and let my
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452 temper run wild...The evidence WAS circumstantial, but you have to admit that you might have
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453 done the same if you were in my place...Again, I am sorry.
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454 *=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=* Operative Elizabeth Ryan *=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*
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455
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456 tilean lifted one foot off the landing rods... the helicopter blades ripped a swath in the air... only inches of above his
|
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457 ad... he could hear the rips...
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458 tilean jogged lightly out to the isolated tower in the field... it ought to be the control tower of this field... thought
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459 tilean as he jogged...
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460
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461 as he neared the door... his tie flew up... a sudden gust of wind... and the door was opened... tilean was inside... tit
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462 was a strange silence that replaced the gale...
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463 gray skies of a northern country are always beautiful... or at least... the thoughts inspired are always gracefull...
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464
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465 tilean lifted one fott in front of the other... turning slightly with each step... slowly climbing the twisting stairway..
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466 finally he started rising to the height of people in the control tower... there were five people... all sitting at a long
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467 control panel... six screens carried the international codes for radar flight notation...
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468
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469 altitude... airline and nation of origin... all the proper data... plus a line of eight digits tilean did not understand..
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470 tilean memorized eight of the eight digit codes... later reference and all that...
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471 there also seemed to be fifty times the number of flights in the area there should have been... odd... the screens listed
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472 one of the flights from soviet russia as being only a mile away... odd because there was not a single plane in sight... and
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473 vibility was good...
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474
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475 one theory seemed to make sense to tilean... the range on tis radar installation was fifty to sixty times that of a nnorml
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476 installations... and judging from the nation of origin... the eight digit codes ought to lead to some sort of native military
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477 designation for a particlar class of plane... this was not a civilian field...
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478
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479 presently... one of the men turned round to greet tilean... he extended his hand and welcomed a mister semplers... which
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480 was going to be tilean's cover name for the duration of this mission...
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481 tilean shook the airline controller's hand and exchanged the normal greetings... still thinking about the eight digit code
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482 for one of the soviet flights... even though it was a civilian plane... it's code was similar to one of the american planes en
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483 route for a german airbase from iceland... that soviet flight was armed and probably on alert...
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484
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485 tilean waited for the taxi to come and take him to his hotel... until then tilean gained some more information on the exac
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486 nature of the eight digit codes... the soviet plane was carrying sensitive radar gear... as sensitive as one of their newer
|
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487 'sayaskana' radar ships... half as accurate as anawax... but still accurate enough...
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488 although it was being tailed by seven american fighters... tilean decided to gain more information on this soviet plane...
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489 the distination of which was the same port city the two submarines were docked at...
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490
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491 tttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt
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492
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493 last one got munched... sorry about that but i can not remedy it now... anyway...
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494 cistop mikey... could you please explain the 'px' command... it is quite intriguing... ever since the 'ch' revelation...
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495
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496
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497 zzzzzzzzzzzzap
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498
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zzzzzzzzzzzzzip
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499
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zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzop
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500
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zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzup
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501
|
||
who has somo good progrms for Macintosh they would like to send over the phone?
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502
|
||
(and receive some in return)-->all Public domaine of course?? Leave message for me on Backwater!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
|
||
503
|
||
504 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
|
||
505 alchemist- Your poem I did enjoy, reading beyond the words.
|
||
506 Brutus- answer...?
|
||
507 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . -Tanya . . .
|
||
508 ATTENTION:ALL BWMS USERS!!
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||
509 ======================My name is David Hornbuckle and I just got a modem for christmas.
|
||
510 I am using a VIC20.
|
||
511 I would like to hear
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512 from anybody about
|
||
513 anything. I'm new at
|
||
514
|
||
515 this modem stuff!
|
||
516
|
||
517 *** Somebody call 667-xxxx and explain this system to me
|
||
518 when you call ask for
|
||
519 #$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$#
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||
520 Hmm, new modems out there...
|
||
521 #$##$##$##$#
|
||
522 #Fred gone!# I could hardly contain myself. What had first started as a simple mission was growing infinitely more
|
||
523 complex.
|
||
524 Despite my state of mind, I forced logic into my grey matter. #Look for clues!#, I thought.
|
||
525 I scrambled inside to see the trailer myself. The emptiness inside it mirrored the numb feeling I got just thinking
|
||
526 about Fred's components spread out on some lab table.
|
||
527 Seeing that I could do nothing here, I followed L'homme and Fellows to a restaurant. NET certainly had sought out
|
||
528 the better eating places in Portland as well as the 'danger points', my stomach soon told me. Even though my face
|
||
529 plainly conveyed loss and anger, my hunger (which had grown considerably these past two days) tempered emotions long
|
||
530 enough to finish eating.
|
||
531 "So," I began, "now what? Fred first or Gaudy and Flemming? Or are the 'disappearances somehow related? You both
|
||
532 know how much I miss Fred- but I, if this is a democratic situation, vote for getting Gaudy and Flemming first.
|
||
533 They can suffer, feel pain, and die. Fred... well, if worst comes to worst, he can be reconstructed. I think I
|
||
534 remember enough from his manuals."
|
||
535 Fellows finished off a delightful-looking piece of cherry pie, then spoke: "I agree. Ian's AI research can wait
|
||
536 'till later. Minsky and Flemming first."
|
||
537 "I suppose that makes it unanimous," L'homme said. "Any ideas on where to begin?"
|
||
538 #$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$# Farley #$##$##$##$##$##$##$# 20:26 - 02/01/85 #$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$#
|
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539 ]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]
|
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540 To: Operative Elizabeth Ryan
|
||
541 From: John K. O'Hara, DSNAC, UNDERGROUND
|
||
542 Subject: Mark I Chipher and more
|
||
543 Miss Ryan, the problems you have experienced are due to mistyping of the
|
||
544 encipherment program. If you would send a diskette to UNDERGROUND HQ near
|
||
545 Portland, the program will be encoded upon it.
|
||
546 The other reason for this message, Miss Ryan, is to comment on how slovenly
|
||
547 your 'secret agent' practices are. The Guardian is not necessarily guilty
|
||
548 of deletions because his entry follows. A good operative would have clarified
|
||
549 the situation further before acting. If you were to display the same degree
|
||
550 of slovenliness during a 'contact', enemy agents could easily fool you into
|
||
551 thinking they were legitimate. Your employment currently hangs precariously
|
||
552 by a thread- no results from your NET investigations, displays of faulty
|
||
553 reasoning, and your report broadcast times are off by a full fifteen
|
||
554 minutes. I do hope for your sake that improvement is soon forthcoming.
|
||
555 -John K. O'Hara
|
||
556 [[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[
|
||
557 {{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}
|
||
558 "I'm ready, doc!", I called out.
|
||
559 Dr. Juzem looked up from his work across the room and smiled. "All right,
|
||
560 I'll be there in just a moment. The mixture is almost ready."
|
||
561 I really hated the idea of needles piercing my skin, but the possible rewards
|
||
562 far outweighed my phobias.
|
||
563 Just think- three months ago, there was no one who had even DREAMED that an
|
||
564 agent like Accelerotine was possible. Dr. Juzem pioneered the research in
|
||
565 UNDERGROUND's labs, testing here, fiddling there- until now.
|
||
566 Accelerotine was about to be administered to a human patient. Me.
|
||
567 Dr. Juzem turned with an injection gun held prominently in his right hand.
|
||
568 My stomach turned a few more flip-flops before it settled again. God, how I
|
||
569 hate needles.
|
||
570 "This won't hurt a bit, Harry. Just relax. It may sting for a bit, but
|
||
571 that's normal. Ready?"
|
||
572 "Get on with it, Doc, I ain't got all day." My reply belied the anxeity I
|
||
573 really felt. "The world's waitin' for Accelerotine."
|
||
574 He smiled agaiin, but didn't say anything. He held the gun up to my right arm,
|
||
575 and squeezed the trigger.
|
||
576 Pain lit up in my arm, but just for a moment. What really worried me was
|
||
577 the plain fact that I couldn't see.
|
||
578 Well, I could, a little. But seeing nine-foot long snake-creatures slither
|
||
579 by you while the other scenery resembled the backdrop of a B horror flick
|
||
580 isn't what *I* would call seeing.
|
||
581 "Whoa, Harry, bad reaction. Ignore what you're seeing. No matter how bad it
|
||
582 is, it's not real. This will pass."
|
||
583 I hardly heard him. A giant insect creature that rather looked like a praying
|
||
584 mantis with eight forelegs turned its head toward me as if he were considering
|
||
585 if I should be on the menu. I guess I didn't look to appetizing- he turned
|
||
586 it back.
|
||
587 "Harry? Can you hear me?" Dr. Juzem called.
|
||
588 "Y..yes, I can. Uh, is this going to wear off SOON?"
|
||
589 "In another moment or two. How do you feel otherwise?"
|
||
590 "A little dizzy, really. Is that normal?"
|
||
591 "I'm not sure. You're my first human 'guinea pig'. When you can, get dressed
|
||
592 and into bed. You'll be observed for a few days."
|
||
593 My sight cleared up just well enough by now to make out Dr. Juzem leave the
|
||
594 room. My clothes lay on the bed just a few feet away.
|
||
595 I reached for them. Suddenly, my vision became perfectly clear, although
|
||
596 slightly red-tinted. The clothes seemed to fly up at me, or was I flying down
|
||
597 to them? {{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{Harry Foster, UNDERGROUND}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}
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