Cornelius:
Problem?
I arrived at the Slab on Sept. 25, last Sunday. After all day driving I was road-head-dead and asked to speak with Constance at the library; I fucked up your name, asked for the wrong person. I had two cases of ice cold beer to donate as well as $100 for the solar-powered...
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