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Post by Cris Mason on Jun 17, 2005 1:27:18 GMT -5
"Oh... Well next time just ask for help. Do you do this a lot?" I ask him.
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Post by damek on Jun 17, 2005 1:31:46 GMT -5
"More than I should. I just did it the other day, but couldn't stand the people I was staying with. Sort of preppy rich kids. Not cool." Damek replies. He puts his hands behind his head.
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Post by Cambridge Brackenfield on Jun 17, 2005 1:33:41 GMT -5
"Do you think we should call your sister? I thought you said she was going to call when she got to Helsinki. It has been a while." Cambridge suggests. Sie has a bad feeling for some reason. Sie hopes Sofia is fine.
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Post by Cris Mason on Jun 17, 2005 1:35:31 GMT -5
"Well that's understandable... You know of course that being rich has nothing to do with how much money you have, but how you live... And I can't stand rich people."
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Post by Selja Hakalamaki on Jun 17, 2005 1:36:16 GMT -5
"Yeah maybe that would be a good idea." I say as I pick up the phone and dial it, but it just keeps ringing. "That's odd... Maybe she's busy or turned the ringer off by mistake." I say, feeling sick all of a sudden.
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Post by Tom McLeod on Jun 17, 2005 1:37:09 GMT -5
I was going to ask Cambridge about something, but I forget about it when I see the look on Selja's face. "Are you allright?" I ask her.
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Post by damek on Jun 17, 2005 1:38:47 GMT -5
"I am repulsed by material wealth. It is some hiddeous thing. They had gadgets and expensive furniture. What's the point? A crummy chair from a garage sale works as well as a designer one from Sweden." He says, waving one hand as he talks. He takes off his jean jacket and throws it on a nearby chair.
"There, I was getting a little warm." He glances at the tag on the jacket.
"Made in Mexico."
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Post by Cambridge Brackenfield on Jun 17, 2005 1:40:05 GMT -5
"Don't worry about it, Selja. I am sure she is fine. So don't get upset."
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Post by Cris Mason on Jun 17, 2005 1:41:07 GMT -5
"I try to buy American made clothes when I can, but it just keeps getting harder... That and it's so damn expensive..." I flop down on the bed and sigh.
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Post by Selja Hakalamaki on Jun 17, 2005 1:42:15 GMT -5
I sniffle a little. "Okay... I'll just try again tommorow... I want to take a nap now." I say as I get up and walk into the room Sakari is in at random, and lay down on the mattress but sleep doesn't find me...
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Post by damek on Jun 17, 2005 1:44:11 GMT -5
"Labor is too expensive here. Money can't be made from our workers." Damek says.
"I think I have the whole third world in my closet. But what can you do?"
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Post by Cambridge Brackenfield on Jun 17, 2005 1:45:10 GMT -5
"I hope she'll be okay. She seems upset and with good reason. Things just never get better do they?" Cambridge asks Tom after Selja leaves the room. Sie sighs.
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Post by Cris Mason on Jun 17, 2005 1:47:20 GMT -5
"Good point, what can you do? Sure the third world doesn't get paid spit for what they do, but it's better than going hungry, right?"
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Post by Tom McLeod on Jun 17, 2005 1:48:38 GMT -5
"It sure seems that way. I mean I was upset for awhile too, but my only sister didn't go missing so she's definately got it worse than I did. Things are actually going pretty good for me now, I hope Selja gets better though..."
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Post by Peter G. Nielsen on Jun 17, 2005 1:48:43 GMT -5
Peter eased off the gas alittle, dropping back a little farther. Rei was experienced, she'd notice a tail if he wasn't careful.
It had been a long time since he'd been out and about but he still knew how to follow someone. This was going to be interesting when he finally had to meet up with her. And the Russian guy was the soldier Peter had worked with when they rescued that rich girl.
But that wasn't yet. Right now, he was just following. Orders were orders after all.
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