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Journal Entry 45: There I was.... out in the wilderness. With nothing on my person except a rusty spoon and an old shoe with no lace. Plotting my attack on the president... does he know about me? Probably. But he hasn't come for me yet. I need to stop writing and move to a new place.... Will update when possible. PS: Send me secret messages if you wish to plot along side me. rofl

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