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Let me tell you
what the problem really is in society. People see it in movies all
the time also and never try to apply it to real life, when it is
obvious to me that Hollywood forces for once, are trying to actually
promote a positive and socially good policy with their motion
pictures. I speak here of how someone cries out for help, the
authorities don't or won't believe,and don't want to do a thing,
until of course it is too late, and the person flips out and kills
somebody or some similar thing happens. Then in hindsight those
running the show around us sit around belly aching of how they
should have listened, should have helped, and should have done
things differently. We should have seen the person was in real
distress and trouble and at least looked into it and tried to give a
little aid and comfort or maybe even fix the problem entirely. I
know that giving aid and comfort to enemies, according to our
American laws, is illegal and a top offense against the federal law.
Does this mean people who need help, IN THEIR EYES, are the enemy
too, like a foreign spy or terrorist? Wow, some government you're
running here, Washingtonian bosses!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I think
I would rather have the fucking dago mob in charge of the country,
personally!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I will now get
into several things, and then go on to show you all, how the first
paragraph applies so perfectly to that, and this entire blog that I
now am writing.
Yesterday, Fort
Pierce, where I live here in Florida-USA, has brought in a new
police chief, a nice lady from someplace on the other coast of the
state if I am not mistaken. The county sheriff was there along with
many others over at the city hall, and it was all on the local news.
She is our first lady and African American to be given the job, and
everyone was hugging and congratulating her. Things like this are
wonderful, anything promoting equality and fairness and goodness, is
always a great thing. But I couldn't help after the commercial break
shortly thereafter, while walking into the kitchen for a drink of
water; but to think hard on how this was all happening just a few
blocks away from my public housing nightmare building, where I am
being tormented and tortured in more ways than one, with horrible
mean neighbors, with my health issues, and other attacks by horrible
enemy folks all around me, constantly andn continuously, and while
all these niceties were ongoing over at city hall, I can't help but
to think of those movies made in Hollywood, as was just spoken of,
and applying it to this as follows. While all of this nice stuff
that I am not faulting for a moment, is happening, here I sit a few
blocks away in total hell. Could any of these people in local
positions of power care one tiny bit about any of that? No of course
they don't. So then I said to myself, then what really is the point
to what is going on. If they can let me rot in torment and be
tortured by choking to death in excruciating misery and agony while
on top of that be tormented intentionally by horrible neighbors,
well, something, to quote the great late disco artist, Donna Summer;
“Has to be wrong somewhere”. Well Donna, you'll get no argument
at all, out of me, sweetie pie!!!!
Almost every
morning, this one included, somewhere past six and before seven, a
car comes around blaring horrible loud and illegal noise out of
their system, waking the dead and making the living, or at least me,
wish to trade places. Last night, I also had other things happening
around me, it was not just the endlessly super loud slamming doors.
This all began out of the blue, and is two days and nights of it
now, as far as my immediate dirt bag illegal nabes and their
horrendous monstrous demonic activity. I intend to leave a note
under the door in an envelope, marked personal and confidential, to
my resident manager, Debra Marotto. A child with a working mind, and
a general and basic understanding of my exact and particular ongoing
nightmare fucking problem with my enemies who I call the
(MILITUFORCE), can see what is happening here. Either Paula Slutbag
King is doing this, as it follows precisely after my blogs, saying
major things about this total Atlantic City evil witch, and
TYPE-3-EXPLORATRON (T3E); or it is the Mili-2-forces in general,
outside of Paula King's control. Either way, the DOW JONES will fly
this week to BRAND NEW ALL TIME RECORD HIGHS, after this much
punishment done to me. It is always done in non provable and totally
covert stealthy black-operations ways, quite naturally. Only a total
bonehead, such as the personally/character such as on the “L&O”
television show, District Attorney Arthur Branch, who in the show,is
depicted as someone who would laugh at and mock and totally scoff
those like me, and others out here, some quite prominent and more so
than a lot of the HALLS FAWCES dare to want to know or accept or
come to terms with; but yes, those like us who someone like Art
Branch would say are a nothing but total loony-bird space cadets.
People like us
ask very little you know. To be allowed a life. Those five words in
that short sentence tells it all, but we claim we are DENIED THAT
RIGHT, or at best, we are told this is a privilege of the empire,
and not a right, and guess who decides if we are worthy in their
book, and so-called infinite wisdom; to be on their bountiful end of
receiving this privilege. In my case, I have been made to know for
42 years since turning 18 and leaving school, that this is not
allowed for me. There is simply no way that all these things can
happen for 42 straight years without ever catching the tiniest
fucking break, and yet it's all just a series of endlessly bad luck
bad break negative random coincidences. No sane mind would believe
that for a single fucking second, and they would not either, not for
a day, should the roles be somehow miraculously reversed and they
had to be me and us, whoever we are, the sufferers in this
nightmare, targeted by this horrendous FORCE of HALL, AKA the EVIL
EMPIRE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Audience
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AT 2:35 P.M. ON 5/31/2015.
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WELCOME
TO JUPITER INLET, FLORIDA, USA
LOTS
OF DOORS ARE SLAMMING THIS MORNING AND HAVE BEEN, FROM 1-6 ALL
MORNING LONG; DEBRA MARATTO, RESIDENT MANAGER OF THIS FUCKED UP PHA
BUILDING, YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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CHAPTER
170
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FOLKS,
AS WITH ALL THINGS SINCE
15 AUGUST IN 1986;
THEY ULTIMATELY END IN DEATH!!!! BUTTTTTTTTTTTT
NOTHING!!!!!!!!!
JUST
WATCH THIS TURN AROUND, AND FLY UP 500 POINTS, AFTER
THIS MONSTER FUCKING WEEKEND ATTACK
ON ME, WITH THE
MILITUFORCE FAVE WEAPON;
ICPE-APE-TECH!!!!!
WOW-WOW-WOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MMMMMMMMMMMMMM
HEAR
MY VOICE PRINT, MAGNESONIC. I AM UNDER another RDEATH-ATTACK FROM
THE MILITUFORCE AND NEED A MAJOR COUNTERSTRIKE IMMEDIATELY.
ALL
GENERAL ORDERS. ALL SPECIAL ORDERS. ALL TECHNOLOGIES. CONTROLS ARE
ALL MAXED OUT NOW. DESIRE KEY AT NORMAL-NEUTRAL POSITION-J, BEING
RESET NOW BY ME, TO THE 'I' POSITION. ON AN 'I' TO 'D', A/B-TONE,
PHASING PUNISHMENT SEQUENCING SYSTEM, WHOEVER IS DOING THIS TO ME IS
SCANNED AND WHATEVER HAPPENS TO THE IO ON YOUR TB WHEN EMPOWERED,
HAPPENS TO THE ACTUAL ENEMY TRASHY DEMONIC SCUM BAGS. THE
EMPOWERMENT A-B TONES THAT USED TO BE TWO AT&T PHONE TONES IN
1983, ARE NOW REPLACED WITH THE 'EEEEEEE' LONG VOWEL SOUND, AND THE
TONE IN RED IS HIGH AND THE TONE IN
BLUE IS LOW.
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
GO
TO G-189, G-1133, G-901, G-13, G-14, UNDER CG-18, AND STOP!
MY
MOUSE JUMPING HACK IS BEGINNING,
BOB MCDOWELL, SIR AND PAL, FROM 1972, BACK
AT COOLEY-WORMHOLE HALL.
Watch
out for that lobby area around Christmas time, buddy;
and hold onto your front teeth. WEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
Paula and Sarah and others; and Tom Kean from Joysey
could quote a good one here from early in the frikkin'
nineteen-eighties. Are they not???
I
WOULD MUCH RATHER HAVE PAULA AND DAWN STRAPPED
INSIDE AN EM FIELD, THAT KEEPS THEM
TRAPPED; THAN JUST BIG DAWN,
YO!!!!!!!!!!
THERE
IS NO FREEDOM IN AMERICA TO EXPRESS OPINIONS OF POWERFUL PEOPLE, NOT
WITHOUT DIRE CONSEQUENCES AND REAL THREATS ON ME; HUH P--SENIOR???
Well,
I am dwindling aniwho, since petering freaking out close to a
monthly 4K page-view. Oh well, as the French say, “SAY-LEVY”. As
the Americans might say, “Watch out for those kick ass times like
in 1975, by all great Atlantic City Beach Patrol people, and of
course, when reported, watch out for all the great HALLS WALLS that
go up to protect the powerful people of all branches in government,
federal, state, and local, and IPY THIS ONE FOLKS, local is the
smallest perhaps, but inside of its deadly grip, lies all of the
great and humongous freaking power. You control an area, township or
county, or RAW; and YOU'LL ROCK AND RULE, & IPYT!!!!
Forget
about the freaking Empire State Building, Taffy and Director of FCC
Bob, back in 1972. Oh yeah I forgot, he wasn't the big cheese of the
FCC then, but merely my pal at Cooley-Wormhole Christmas Trees
Hall, and did I say HALL???????? Yes sir, let me watch out and BE
CAREFUL around all these local powers and FAWCES, and boardwalk
frequency modulation radio stations in Jersey. You are in with
things you have no idea about, my old buddy TD-REGIS, and hopefully
I am not preaching to RIPA, the choir, or any of your very
interesting associates. Well, your OCIATES anyway, and the first
part is more the way I see these lovely darlings up there to my
north. LIKE WOW and like WEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So
just exactly what causes super unfathomable death sieges like the
one I suffered mother freaking from yesterday, some out here in this
wide ass world, may be wondering about. Well, when I get it all
figured out in a few million frikkin' decades or so, I'll clue all
of you into this as well, I promise!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!
BUTTTTTTTTTTTT,
I have opened up a door that starts to explain why these sieges and
death strikes on me, and shit in your lives also great peek out
here; seems to come and go many times, right out of the
unexplainable clear blue sky, without any seeming rhyme or reason.
Parallel worlds do collide, and yet they have no connection to each
other in their time continuum. Go ahead, explain it some other way,
I challenge anyone of you out here in a nice way. I would be very
interested to hear your ideas, but no, keep me deaf.
GODDESS
PAULA WILL GET ME FOR THIS,
and for what Dave and I did in 1986, at New Jersey's famous L.B.I.,
on one late summer night. This is right out of NICKS DEAD MIDNIGHT
POETS SOCIETY OF!!!! hay all grown up 'Teen bitch', leave my
property alone, you sludge brain fiend!!!! I will hear that Mountain
Dew bottle crashing into frikkin' pieces in Richard Karpf's basement
at 1931 Route 70, in Cherry Hill, NJUSAESMWG, for all frikkin' butt
wiping eternity, ladies and gentlemen.
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Strange
shit is going on, as always, and (behind
the OZ CURTAIN)!!!
“Oh well”, Dad and Sammy Montgomery. SHEEEEEEEIT!!!!
Strange
shit is going on, as always, and (behind
the OZ CURTAIN)!!!
“Oh well”, Dad and Sammy Montgomery. SHEEEEEEEIT!!!!
Strange
shit is going on, as always, and (behind
the OZ CURTAIN)!!!
“Oh well”, Dad and Sammy Montgomery. SHEEEEEEEIT!!!!
WANNA'
KNOW THE STRANGEST OF THEM ALL, FOLKS? HOW CAN YOU READ ALL THIS, SEE
WHAT IS HAPPENING IN TH EWORLD, AND NOT BELIEVE WHAT I SAY AND TELL?
WHY DON'T THESE BLOGS OVERNIGHT GROW TO A VIRAL VIEWING AUDIENCE?
RIGHT, COULD IT POSSIBLY BE BECAUSE OF THESE TWO GREAT MARVELOUS
MOTHER FUCKING ITEMS AS FOLLOWS: HALLS FAWCES, AND HALLS WALLS????
JUNE
2, 2015,
TUESDAY
MORNING, AT 8:00,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA.
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE IS 71 DEGREES FNHT.
RANGE
TODAY-------(H-72/L-69).
RELATIVE
HUMIDITY IS 94%, FEELING LIKE 76.
CALM
W WIND IS GUSTING OCCASIONALLY TO 7.
THIS
PARTICULAR WRITING TERMINATES NOW!!!
I AM UNDER A
MAJOR NIGHT FUCKING ASSAULT, KIND SHERIFF MASCARA, HERE IN PUBLIC
HOUSING, AT 601 AVENUE B, UP HERE ON MY 6TH FLOOR; BY THESE FUCKING
DISEASED JERK OFF NABES FROM CUNT HUFFING TOTAL HELL, AND THEIR
CONTINUAL RELENTLESS DOOR SLAMMING, AND NOISE MAKING. IT BEGAN ALMOST
24 HOURS AGO, LATE LAST NIGHT AROUND THIS TIME, ELEVEN OR MIDNIGHT;
AND HAS GONE ON ALL DAY FUCKING CUNT LAPPING LONG, KIND
SIR!!!!!!!!!!!!! BANG-BANG-BANG, SLAM-SLAM-SLAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BUT
THE ATTACK TONIGHT IS QUITE DIFFERENT THAN HOW IT BEGAN, AND IT IS
JUST LIKE MANY OTHERS; BOTH HERE, AND BACK IN TIME; ALL THE WAY TO
NEW JERSEY, AND ESPECIALLY IN SOMERDALE, AT THE DEATH HOUSE, AT 112
HARVARD AVENUE. LET ME EXPLAIN THIS TO YOU FURTHER, KIND SHERIFF
MASCARA, SIR!
When this
assault of major horrible evil loud noise right outside my door,
while I lay in ere helpless and ill; started against me late last
night, it was not in any way predicated on any particular activity or
action taken in my own apartment by me. However, it is dead quiet now
each time, unless I get on the phone on an open dead line, and speak
to Diana, or come over to my computer, and begin doing anything on
that either. As soon as I do either f these things, POW, the banging
and shouting and fucking illegal activity shit begins, every single
time, just as what used to happen in the past, here with earlier
neighbors at this place, and also back in Jersey, and as stated,
especially back in that house of hell and horror with those demonic
mother fuckiGN sicko Snotsy Stosny neighbors in that house across the
street from mine on Harvard Avenue; that total Milituforce EW enemy,
and president of the Frank Sinatra Fan Club, Michael Stozny. Until my
Magnesonic does something of biblical proportions to retaliate and
counterstrike the evil empire (EW) (MILI-2-FORCE) (WHATEVER) IS TRULY
BEHIND ALL THIS HELL AGAINST ME FOR THIRTY MOTHER FUCKIGN YEARS NOW;
things won't relent nor will they change or stop from this roll of
fucking monster ass total shit, squared, cubed, and CUBAN,
YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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CHAPTER
172
MMMMMMMMMMMAGNESONICCCCCCC
HEAR
MY VOICE PRINT, MAGNESONIC. I AM UNDER another RDEATH-ATTACK FROM THE
MILITUFORCE AND NEED A MAJOR COUNTERSTRIKE IMMEDIATELY.
ALL
GENERAL ORDERS. ALL SPECIAL ORDERS. ALL TECHNOLOGIES. CONTROLS ARE
ALL MAXED OUT NOW. DESIRE KEY AT NORMAL-NEUTRAL POSITION-J, BEING
RESET NOW BY ME, TO THE 'I' POSITION. ON AN 'I' TO 'D', A/B-TONE,
PHASING PUNISHMENT SEQUENCING SYSTEM, WHOEVER IS DOING THIS TO ME IS
SCANNED AND WHATEVER HAPPENS TO THE IO ON YOUR TB WHEN EMPOWERED,
HAPPENS TO THE ACTUAL ENEMY TRASHY DEMONIC SCUM BAGS. THE EMPOWERMENT
A-B TONES THAT USED TO BE TWO AT&T PHONE TONES IN 1983, ARE NOW
REPLACED WITH THE 'EEEEEEE' LONG VOWEL SOUND, AND THE TONE
IN GREEN IS HIGH AND THE TONE IN YELLOW
IS LOW.
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
GO
TO G-189, G-1133, G-901, G-13, G-14, UNDER CG-18, AND STOP!
I
REMEMBER EVERY WORD YOU SAID TO ME OVER THAT PHONE,
SARAH
CALLIO ON 7 FEBRUARY IN 1997;
EVEN YOUR LAST NAME, SPELLED WHEN I ASKED YOU. DID YOU EVER WONDER
WHY I ASKED YOU THAT? DO
YOU REMEMBER WHAT YOU T
OLD
ME WHEN I ASKED YOU ABOUT YOUR LOVELY GRANNY???????
I
DO.
EVEN THOUGH YOUR PAL MCGUIRE MADE ME FORGET FOR A WHILE; THE
MULTIPLE CHOICE MEMORY SYNDROME KICKED IN,
AND NOW I HAVE PULLED UP THE ENTIRE CONVERSATION THAT WE HAD AT HIS
PAYPHONE THAT FATEFUL FUCKING DAY; LIGHTHOUSE LOCKUP GIRL. MORE FENCE
SHIT, YO????????????? MY BEST TO YOUR CUZZ PAULA THE QUEEN-KING
EM-TRAPFIELDS.
FUCK
YOU; WHOEVER IS DOING THIS TO ME. I'LL SEE YOUR UGLY ROTTEN MOTHER
BURNING IN HELL, YOU JERK OFF ASSWIPE TURD EATER!!!!!!!!
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MARK WAYNE MOHR 2006-2015
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JUST
WATCH THE STOCK MARKET TURN AROUND, AND FLY UP 500 POINTS, AFTER
THIS MONSTER FUCKING WEEKEND ATTACK
ON ME, AND THE CONTINUING MONDAY ASSAULT AS WELL, KIND SHERIFF. OH
YES, WITH THE
MILITUFORCE'S FAVORITE WEAPON;
THE
ICPE-APE-TECH,
HERE
IT COMES NOW.
WOW-WOW-WOW!!!!!!!!!
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Jane
fucking whore Fonda strikes me again, with her famous page eleven of
eleven. Let me cunt chewing compensate!!!!!!!!!!
THE
LAST 30 DAYS IS WORSE THAN A FLYERS PLAYOFF SEASON!!!
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HALLS
WALLS, CHAPTER 171
One
thing happened today that was not like other shit for many years; it
was good. My HMO insurance sent me a really nice, free, blood
pressure monitor, with digital read out. No more guess work like that
outdated crap we used to buy at pharmacies back in this century's
first decade. WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
JUNE
1, 2015,
MONDAY
EVENING AT 5:00,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA.
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE 86 DEGREES FNHT.
RANGE
TODAY-------(H-88/L-66).
HUMIDITY
IS 50%, WIND CHILL IS 90 DEGREES.
WIND
IS ESE AT 13, WITH GUSTS TO 18.
I
was either lied to or things have changed over the past couple
months, here at my building. New nabes moved in across from me. The
women are the residents and they have noisy dick head boyfriends who
love to slam doors and make lots of other sounds. Oh well, as they
might say in French Atlantic City, “Say Levy”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
©
MARK WAYNE MOHR 2006-2015
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Oh
yes great people, I certainly do POWER-BLOGGER!!!!!!!!!!!!
Once
upon a time, people could speak their mind, now, you do it at the
risk of major trouble in this no longer free world. How can all of
you believe so many mother fucking lies, YO??????????
There
is a parallel universe where in 2019, I retired from a job where I
did work that involved things I only wish that I was able to do here
in this universe. It was laboratory oriented, and I was a research
analyst, and my distant cousin who over there is President Trump,
wanted to buy the corporation while still in office, as he did not
want to have certain things happen to him physically, and the
machines in that laboratory were numerous, one being the Tim Barber
Multiwave Oscillation integrenetronic Transfusing Hemotube ® over
there, not trademarked over here in this universe, of course.
The
reason I bring this topic up right now has to do with several things
that I may, or may not be getting into shortly as time keeps moving
forward with the EAGLES!!!!!!!!! Tick Tock, old tunes.
TOLD
YOU IT WOULD BE UP!
THAT
WAS ONE BAD ASS WEEKEND FOR POOR OLD ME; DUDES AND DUDDESSES, YO YO!
JUMPING
KITE FLYING YEE HO NICI STACEY LORDESS SARAH;
PARALLEL
EVENT IS NOT ONLY REAL AND INCREDIBLE,
BUT
I DID SOMETHING THAT THE GREAT ALBERT EINSTEIN CLAIMED COULD NOT BE
DONE,
BACK
IN 1986.
IF ONE PERSON WAS REAL OUT THERE; THEY WOULD HAVE BY NOW, WANTED TO
MAKE BILLIONS, AND JOIN WITH ME TO KILL THE FUCKING MARKET!!!!!!!!
THIS JUST ALL PROVES THAT ALL OF MY FUCKING CLAIMS, ARE 100% REAL AND
TRUE, BRO!!!!!!!
The
jerk off fucking enemies are doing lots of mouse-jump-hacks on me,
FCC Bob McDowell, old 1972 buddy, and great kind sir, from
Wormhole-Cooley-Hall!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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CHAPTER
171
IT
IS 7 MONTHS TOO EARLY, OR I WOULD WISH THE WORLD ONE HELL OF A MERRY
CHRISTMAS. ALL MY LIFE I WONDERED WHY THIS POWERFUL DAY WAS SO
INCREDIBLY BEARISH FOR POOR OLD FUCKING ME, SINCE AUGUST 15, 1986
ROLLED THE SHIT AROUND. WOW AM I A SLOW
WEETAHD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I
REMEMBER EVERY WORD YOU SAID TO ME OVER THAT PHONE,
SARAH
CALLIO ON 7 FEBRUARY IN 1997;
EVEN YOUR LAST NAME, SPELLED WHEN I ASKED YOU. DID YOU EVER WONDER
WHY I ASKED YOU THAT? DO
YOU REMEMBER WHAT YOU TOLD ME WHEN I ASKED YOU ABOUT YOUR LOVELY
GRANNY???????
I
DO.
EVEN THOUGH YOUR PAL MCGUIRE MADE ME FORGET FOR A WHILE; THE
MULTIPLE CHOICE MEMORY SYNDROME KICKED IN,
AND NOW I HAVE PULLED UP THE ENTIRE CONVERSATION THAT WE HAD AT HIS
PAYPHONE THAT FATEFUL FUCKING DAY; LIGHTHOUSE LOCKUP GIRL. MORE FENCE
SHIT, YO????????????? MY BEST TO YOUR CUZZ PAULA THE QUEEN-KING
EM-TRAPFIELDS.
YOU
CUNT LAPPING MISSED ME JANE SHITHEAD SLEAZEWEEDSDISEASE BITCHWITCH,
HA HA HA HA HA AHA AHA AHA AHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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THIS
PARTICULAR WRITING TERMINATES NOW.
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