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 Sardinia

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 They crowd in the halls like they came from Sardinia it's hard to believe that they all eat have money and eat have money and eat. Just now eye wondered wandering and wandered and wondered how many are starving oh mabe not like little Afrikaans boys out in the outback but not completely starving just mostly hungry all day eye have seen the elephant some of them say it better or differant. Eye became a hacker yesterday eye went to the very important website they have an entry code so eye proceeded to enter the website eye hacked and hacked and entered a made up code and lo and beholden it opened. They kicked me out but not before eye found a way to post two messages and eye was attempting a third before eye was locked out. They actually called it stuff. HE (the moderator) a very IMportant man said you managed to make two piles of stuff and was trying to enter my wiki. Well let me tell ewe it was no fun to find that eye was stuff outside his wiki. Eye retaliated in kind not learning much from the experience at once but only retrospectively the outcome so uncertain at a glance it seemed the place existed only for PayPal and friends to make a visit. When there is more people so unfriendly kicking all the others out who just want freedom there will be no room for them at all they will kill each other off locking all the doors with codes and then forgetting them in ignorance they redial to no avail the thing is closed a one way mirror so shiny and reflective for the mass of bouncing off they then must enter once again Sardinia. The Glacier fell from the sky the ice melting at once along the edges forming some bizarre barrier and edges like a sword sharpened by the friction as it moved slowly toward Sardinia. The land masses nearby were cut off from all supply except by air the planes and airliners the only hope of Major Cities now. It happened in the twinkling of a clauses eye like Santa eye wore my red wool cap and carried only my sleeping bag as eye began the trek to Sardinia. Eye moved slowly now worn out from lack of any food and sleep depraved. The Island loomed upon the edge of one great blade of ice. The wreckage of the European Train was seen from miles away my boots would never leave my feet now unless eye made the island and then the other side the beach where eye would never need them not once more in the night and then it happened the Glacier lurched and swept along at least another mile and eye was thrown headlong in a bizarre dive sliding down the blade of glacial ice and landing in the sand of blessed Sardinia. At first eye could scarce believe the eye. At once eye shifted my weight in the sand to my good leg and eye began to cross the Island in the desert hot without a pause eye neared the center of the Island then to my surprise the beach loomed large upon the other shore. CharlaX Wept. True to my good name eye cast the boots away and never needed them again eye walked in sand and toughened up my feet so used to man made uppers and leather loafers left one at a time in collage dumpsters. The first day of the new world had come to a survivor of the Glacier in Sardinia.


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