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2006-05-14 16:08:57 ET
Spent most of the day up on the cliff at way point echo with the Anomalous security force (Lady Anomalous, Dr Hexagon, Severity) stringing barbwire fence to keep the twits from the park and campground of My land. Trouble is that they don't know or don't care that they are out of the park when they wander the cliff top to the old quary to get high. We are hopefull that old rusty cattle fence lace with libral amounts of coiled barbwire and many no tresspassing signs will deter them. |
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