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Emptying my junk email when I discovered this little gem:
(INTERNATIONAL POLICE AUTHORITY UNITED STATES SECTION (INTERPOL <This email address is being protected from spambots. You need JavaScript enabled to view it. >
Sun 2023-07-02 3:33 PM
(INTERNATIONAL POLICE AUTHORITY UNITED STATES SECTION (INTERPOL
JOHN F. KENNEDY RESIDENT AGENCY
ANTI-TERRORIST AND MONITORY CRIMES DIVISION
JFK INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT
JAMAICA, NEW YORK 11430
We, office of the international police authority (IPA) hereby write to inform you that we caught a diplomatic lady by the name Mrs. Marcy Smith at (John F Kennedy International Airport) here in New York with a consignment box filled with United States Dollars.
Base on our interview to the diplomat she said that the consignment box belongs to you and that she was sent by one Mrs Janet Hibbs to come deliver the consignment box to your doorstep not knowing that the content of the box is money.
Now, the diplomat is under detention in the office of (IPA) security,and we cannot release her until we carry out our proper investigation on how this huge amount of money managed to be yours. So, in this regards you are to reassure and prove to us that the money you are about to receive is legal by sending us the Award Ownership showing that the money is not illegal.
Note, that the Award Ownership Certificate must to be secured from the office of the Nigerian Senate President, because that is the only office that will issue you the original Award Ownership Certificate of this funds, this is because the fund originated from Nigeria.
You are advised to forward immediately the Award Ownership Certificate if you have it with you, but if you do not have it, we urgent you to contact back the sender of the diplomat to help you secure the Award Ownership Certificate if at all you do not have it.
Below is the contact information of the person that sent Mrs. Marcy Smith as provideby her;
Name: :Mrs Janet Hibbs
Email:(This email address is being protected from spambots. You need JavaScript enabled to view it. )
Furthermore, we are giving you only but 3 working business days to forward the requested Award Ownership Certificate. Please note that if we shall get back to you after the 3 working business days, that if you didn??t come up with the certificate we shall confiscate the funds into World Bank account then charge you for money laundering, but if you forward the Award Ownership Certificate then we will release diplomat with your consignment box also gives you every back up on the money.
Thanks for your understanding and co-operation
Yours Truly,
Agent Shadow Truper
JOHN F. KENNEDY RESIDENT AGENCY
ANTI-TERRORIST AND MONITORY CRIMES DIVISION JFK INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT
JAMAICA, NEW YORK 11430
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The first - the beginning - of Summer. Crazy, but for an hour at a time, then the restaurant empties.
And - as crazy as it is, and we're short staffed once again - it's not as crazy as previous years, eating out has become a luxury that few can afford.
The restaurant fills, pandemonium, but at the end half the tables are there only to share a small order of fries and a couple of beer, so appearances are deceiving and we're busier in appearances than the ring-outs would indicate.
Saturday, I work the day and manage the evening off. This was not planned, but - in the event it happened there were plans afoot. "Labour of Love", a rave in the Valley.
A long drive in third gear but I make it, and the night passes mighty fine until 3:00 AM because, while Saturday night off is a boon I have to work Sunday. When I wake at 8:00 AM the music is still going and - really, it was half a night out, but half a night out is better than none.
Sunday, again, pandemonium for an hour at lunch, a few hours at dinner, the same again Monday, Summer is officially here and maybe, just maybe I can start paying some bills...
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The thermometer's rising, by 6:00 AM my car's unlivable, it's the search for AC and Shade. Wake, drenched in sweat, the sun warming the oven. For a few days there's been the hint, promise of rain, but the forecast for the next week has nothing, merely 30+ degree temperatures, and all this heading into the July long weekend...
This is going to be a long summer, and yet too brief given the number of bills I have yet to pay.
5 more days until my next day off, 10 more weeks until I wrestle some portion of my life back from this, and then - too quickly thereafter, unemployment, and the game is to pay all the bills outstanding and upcoming before the famine begins...
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Sunday night, drive up to new road above Kaslo. High up, had done some research, now time to check it out.
25 or so KM of logging roads - the geology, exactly the same as Crystal Mountan, abundant dirty & rusty quartz, metamorphic shales, Monday morning I find I actually had been up here before, or close enough, a rave (the one with the lunatic on acid)...
Check it all out. Off the road there is nothing, but there are mines - and amazing views - another 15 KM further up, but this has to be done hiking, and so now I've got to plan for some water and a long evening hike up the mountain...
Later, later in the summer, there are too many other places I have to get back to...
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Tuesday, an unexpected day off, the text while I'm at the gym and just leaving for work, plans now that I have it free, to go the library, do some slight work, then for dinner - treat myself to a steak at the Diner on Baker, and I should have known better, the steak, it's an ordeal, not a treat, chewy, tough, with no great flavor, it's wretched really, but I suck it up and put on a happy face for the server.
Followed by the Poetry Slam, now in the Royal, busy, I always preferred poetry in Cafe's, but I must be a beatnik, the bar, this bar, it's nearly full, and the stage is a proper stage and they have some guest readers, some old faces, some new faces, and - mercifully, most of the poems are short so when quality fails you're not being tortured long.
Follow this with a trip to the liquor store, I'm in need of my medicine, the ambulance whirring across the street to Narcan another overdose, this - 3, 4 times a day, note all the new migratory homeless faces...the ambulance, it's; going 3-4 times a day, and this in a city of 10,000...