Why is that when you have something really important to do at 5:30 in the morning, a drunken, mumbling hobo, locked doors at location 1, no responses, a freezing room, locked doors at location 2 and no transporter want to get in your way?
This all was much less interesting than it sounds, but there you have it. It eventually all worked out.
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Lollie...I have a challenge for you...
E-mail me at randommindlessramblings@gmail.com...
Hmmm...I'm intrigued.
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