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and then our exile

Friday, March 05, 2004 at 8:08 a.m.

"We're all Falun Gong here! (no, that's a joke)"--gold DCM. Yesterday the Red Threat, myself, DM and AW met with six middle-aged corpulent white male officials. i spent my time alternately trying not to cough and trying not to laugh. They spent their time trying to get us to "understand the costs involved".

One day soon i should look into those collective bus-pass things. Continually fishing out 3.50 is making me sad. We're leaving for die Universita:t in a few hours; show up for Zacharia's khutbah at 1.15.

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