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I'm transmitting from my luxurious state-of-the-art shelter deep underground. It's gotten so bad upstairs, hasn't it? After the twin towers collapsed it struck me as a good time to disappear. I can't imagine ever coming out. I'm getting a bit nostalgic about my good friends. I don't know if I'll ever see them again. I sure do miss them. |
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