PART 4
. . . Some people feel absolute horror when they find themselves alone in the woods, it is as if to step off a sidewalk and onto a trail is to invite an inevitable heinous result of an encounter with the evil that lurks in the tangles and hollows. There is no amount of reassurance that can make them feel safe, their minds filled with visions of shallow graves or drainpipes and their own misshapen selves stuffed haphazardly inside. It comes naturally for these individuals to think the woods are refuge to thieves, rapists and murderers, that some nefarious human element means them harm and stalks them like easy prey from behind every shrub or bramble, and to let the mind wander in solitude is just simply impossible. It would seem that enjoying the natural is almost pointless when it requires such a high degree of vigilance, but the drowsy woman—who was still drowsy but for other reasons—felt rather fascinated but the the sudden absence of ambient sound. She would have stayed longer if she wasn’t getting such a chill, which always made her want to curl up and sleep. And so she went home as night fell. . .
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Greetings....Hello, my good friend Stewart.. a letter from the biggest celebrity to hit the Pittsburgh market plus Europe, America, Canada, and Holy Mother Russia, as I enjoy playing the Last Act on the world stage,fulfilling my eternal destiny to bring down the curtain as the Theatre ignites, do not yell fire,Armageddon, in the theatre unless it is Hotmail. I started a thing that has made the whole world crying,talking, concerned, laughing,conversing,and somewhat paranoid reactions among the bland and the beautiful. No longer reside in Oakmont. Would like to meet for a drink: orange juice. Hope to see you some day on a moon of Jupitor where there are 2001 Odesseys. SINcerely, your friend, RAYmond P.S., Been banned from useing Email, violated rules and regulations.
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