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September 27, 2006

Michele: Montana

Alone. The way he liked it. It was just a little space deep in the woods but it was all he needed.

No people. No phone. No tv. No distractions as he got down to the business of what he came here for.

He heard the occasional noise outside and got paranoid a couple of times, but it turned out to be animals.

No one knew he was here. They would know later. But not yet.

Things to be done first.

A cold wind blew in the broken window.

He pulled up his sweatshirt hood and began composing his note.

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Comments

Ooooh! Good Ted Kaczynski story!

Posted by: Jim Parkinson at September 27, 2006 2:39 PM · Permalink

I was wondering if anyone would get it. good job, Jim!

Posted by: michele at September 27, 2006 5:24 PM · Permalink

GOOD ONE!

Posted by: Laurence Simon at September 28, 2006 12:29 AM · Permalink