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GLAMOROUS GLUE : alienstorm interlude / a brainlog.
the original rests here still.
examine the closest to the beginnings of the brainwaves going out through the lines.
WACMETH
From: the alien-joseph
Subject: Message in a Bottle
You're walking in the crisp early morning air along the shore, freshly swept clean by the high tide. At your feet you catch the glimmer of something half-buried in the sand. Could it be? Yes, a bottle And with something inside! A message:
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oh what will i do ? the horror has come again. one of my 'pets' is a murderer. how does this happen? she seemed so kind. i feel it is my fault. i should have known it would come to this. on a lighter note, my lighter has a happy face on it.
Signed,
the alien-joseph
alien@echoing.org
go a cluckin' here:
http://www.hoosiertimes.com/cgi-bin/bottle
23.05.02
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the alien-joseph
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