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Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Chapter 9: Meeting

Well I finally was well enough to leave the facility and meet the man like me.
I and an escort traveled to the state of Michigan, to a small town that was on the border of Michigan. We traveled to a farm that looked quite normal. There was a small farm house on the farm. The escort knocked on the door and a bald man with a cane walked up and opened it.

He was a very lively man. He allowed us in we entered and there was a table set with a plate of hot dogs and coffee. He knew we were coming. There was also a list of answers to all of my questions. Geese I hope this guy does not know what I’m thinking.

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