Received: from nobody by stodi.digitalkingdom.org with local (Exim 4.87) (envelope-from ) id 1cb8jA-0001Pc-Ik for lojban-newreal@lojban.org; Tue, 07 Feb 2017 08:34:48 -0800 Received: from [68.64.171.163] (port=48805 helo=grantedsaless.com) by stodi.digitalkingdom.org with esmtp (Exim 4.87) (envelope-from ) id 1cb8j6-0001O3-2f for lojban@lojban.org; Tue, 07 Feb 2017 08:34:47 -0800 Date: Tue, 07 Feb 2017 09:32:54 -0700 Subject: This week: Your rewards-expiring 16903034 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit To: Content-Type: text/html; charset=us-ascii Mime-Version: 1 Message-ID: <6139611127013961112.c2c7e55fbfda4353ca10c7b6e541eeedx.lojban@lojban.orgq70> From: "Costco Shopping" X-Spam-Score: 2.9 (++) X-Spam_score: 2.9 X-Spam_score_int: 29 X-Spam_bar: ++ X-Spam-Report: Spam detection software, running on the system "stodi.digitalkingdom.org", has NOT identified this incoming email as spam. The original message has been attached to this so you can view it or label similar future email. If you have any questions, see the administrator of that system for details. Content preview: you got it Clothing MP3 Players Printers Cameras Sign Up During this entire week (February, 7th 2017) enjoy shopping at your local Costco on ALL products. Just participlate and redeem your Costco certificate. It will be ready in just moments and you can enjoy every aisle while smapling delicious foods from the vendors. Enjoy Shopping At Costco Today Except I dont say eff and Mr Collins hits me so hard my head whips back and the chair overbalances and I do topple sideways to the floor, taking the chair with me. I slam into the carpet, hands tied so I cant catch myself, my eyes filling up with little New Worlds till there aint nothing else to see. I breathe into the carpet. The toes of the Mayors boots approach my face. I am not your enemy, Todd Hewitt, he says one more time. Just tell me her name and this will all stop. I take in a breath and have to cough it away. I take in another and say what I have to say. Yer a murderer. Another silence. So be it, says the Mayor. His feet move away and I feel Mr Collins pull my chair up from the floor, taking me up with it, my body groaning against its own weight, till Im sat up again in the circle of coloured light. My eyes are so swollen now I cant hardly see Mr Collins at all even tho hes right in front of me. I hear the Mayor at the small table again. I hear him moving things round on the top. I hear again the scrape of metal. I hear him step up beside me. And after all that promising, here it really, finally is. My end. Im sorry, I think. Im so, so sorry. The Mayor puts a hand on my shoulder and I flinch away from it but he keeps it there, pressing down steadily. I cant see what hes holding, but hes bringing something towards me, towards my face, something hard and metal and filled with pain and ready to make me suffer and end my life and theres a hole inside me that I need to crawl into, away from all this, down deep and black, and I know this is the end, the end of all things, I can never escape from here and hell kill me and kill her and theres no chance, no life, no hope, nothing. Im sorry. And the Mayor lays a bandage [...] Content analysis details: (2.9 points, 5.0 required) pts rule name description ---- ---------------------- -------------------------------------------------- 0.0 URIBL_BLOCKED ADMINISTRATOR NOTICE: The query to URIBL was blocked. See http://wiki.apache.org/spamassassin/DnsBlocklists#dnsbl-block for more information. [URIs: pointtale.com] -0.0 SPF_PASS SPF: sender matches SPF record -0.0 SPF_HELO_PASS SPF: HELO matches SPF record 0.0 HTML_FONT_LOW_CONTRAST BODY: HTML font color similar or identical to background 0.7 MIME_HTML_ONLY BODY: Message only has text/html MIME parts -1.9 BAYES_00 BODY: Bayes spam probability is 0 to 1% [score: 0.0000] 0.0 HTML_MESSAGE BODY: HTML included in message 1.9 RAZOR2_CF_RANGE_E8_51_100 Razor2 gives engine 8 confidence level above 50% [cf: 100] 0.5 RAZOR2_CF_RANGE_51_100 Razor2 gives confidence level above 50% [cf: 100] 0.9 RAZOR2_CHECK Listed in Razor2 (http://razor.sf.net/) 0.8 RDNS_NONE Delivered to internal network by a host with no rDNS you got it
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Except I dont say eff and Mr Collins hits me so hard my head whips back and the chair overbalances and I do topple sideways to the floor, taking the chair with me. I slam into the carpet, hands tied so I cant catch myself, my eyes filling up with little New Worlds till there aint nothing else to see. I breathe into the carpet. The toes of the Mayors boots approach my face. I am not your enemy, Todd Hewitt, he says one more time. Just tell me her name and this will all stop. I take in a breath and have to cough it away. I take in another and say what I have to say. Yer a murderer. Another silence. So be it, says the Mayor. His feet move away and I feel Mr Collins pull my chair up from the floor, taking me up with it, my body groaning against its own weight, till Im sat up again in the circle of coloured light. My eyes are so swollen now I cant hardly see Mr Collins at all even tho hes right in front of me. I hear the Mayor at the small table again. I hear him moving things round on the top. I hear again the scrape of metal. I hear him step up beside me. And after all that promising, here it really, finally is. My end. Im sorry, I think. Im so, so sorry. The Mayor puts a hand on my shoulder and I flinch away from it but he keeps it there, pressing down steadily. I cant see what hes holding, but hes bringing something towards me, towards my face, something hard and metal and filled with pain and ready to make me suffer and end my life and theres a hole inside me that I need to crawl into, away from all this, down deep and black, and I know this is the end, the end of all things, I can never escape from here and hell kill me and kill her and theres no chance, no life, no hope, nothing. Im sorry. And the Mayor lays a bandage across my face. I gasp from the coolness of it and jerk away from his hands but he keeps pressing it gently into the lump on my forehead and onto the wounds on my face and chin, his body so close I can smell it, the cleanliness of it, the woody odour of his soap, the breath from his nose brushing over my cheek, his fingers touching my cuts almost tenderly, dressing the swelling round my eyes, the splits on my lip, and I can feel the bandages get to work almost instantly, feel the swelling going right down, the painkillers flooding into my system, and I think for a second how good the bandages are in Haven, how much like her bandages, and the relief comes so quick, so unexpected that my throat clenches and I have to swallow it away. I am not the man you think I am, Todd, the Mayor says quietly, almost right into my ear, putting another bandage on my neck. I did not do the things you think I did. I asked my son to bring you back. I did not ask him to shoot anyone. I did not ask Aaron to kill you. Yer a liar, I say but my voice is weak and Im shaking from the effort of keeping the weep out of it (shut up). The Mayor puts more bandages across the bruises on my chest and stomach, so gentle I can barely stand it, so gentle its almost like he cares how it feels. I do care, Todd, he says. There will be time for you to learn the truth of that. He moves behind me and puts another bandage around the bindings on my wrists, taking my hands and rubbing feeling back into them with his thumbs. There will be time, he says, for you to come to trust me. For you, perhaps, to come to even like me. To even think of me, one day, as a kind of father to you, Todd. It feels like my Noise is melting away with all the drugs, with all the pain disappearing, with me disappearing along with it, like hes killing me after all, but with the cure instead of the punishment. I cant keep the weep from my throat, my eyes, my voice. Please, I say. Please. But I dont know what I mean. The war is over, Todd, the Mayor says again. We are making a new world. This planet finally and truly living up to its name. Believe me when I say, once you see it, youll want to be part of it. I breathe into the darkness. You could be a leader of men, Todd. You have proven yourself very special. I keep breathing, trying to hold on to it but feeling myself slip away. How can I know I finally say, my voice a croak, a slur, a thing not quite real. How can I know shes even still alive You cant, says the Mayor. You only have my word. And waits again. And if I do it, I say. If I do what you say, youll save her We will do whatevers necessary, he says. Without pain, it feels almost like I dont have a body at all, almost like Im a ghost, sitting in a chair, blinded and eternal. Like Im dead already. Cuz how do you know yer alive if you dont hurt We are the choices we make, Todd, the Mayor says. Nothing more, nothing less. Id like you to choose to tell me. I would like that very much indeed. Under the bandages is just further darkness. Just me, alone in the black. Alone with his voice. I dont know what to do. I dont know anything. (what do I do) But if theres a chance, if theres even a chance Is it really such a sacrifice, Todd the Mayor says, listening to me think. Here, at the end of the past At the beginning of the future No. No, I cant. Hes a liar and a murderer, no matter what he says Im waiting, Todd. But she might be alive, he might keep her alive We are nearing your last opportunity, Todd.














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