Received: from nobody by stodi.digitalkingdom.org with local (Exim 4.87) (envelope-from ) id 1cOorK-0002sR-OE for lojban-newreal@lojban.org; Wed, 04 Jan 2017 08:56:18 -0800 Received: from [198.167.143.22] (port=39309 helo=hearthshouldcare.com) by stodi.digitalkingdom.org with esmtp (Exim 4.87) (envelope-from ) id 1cOorG-0002qs-2t for lojban@lojban.org; Wed, 04 Jan 2017 08:56:17 -0800 Date: Wed, 04 Jan 2017 10:12:16 -0700 Content-Type: text/html; charset=us-ascii Mime-Version: 1 Subject: Prevent your future-death: A clear sign your heart-attack is coming 10429938 Message-ID: From: "Carlos Clayton" To: Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit 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: the report from the clinic UCLA MED REPORT A major sign your about to die from a heart-attack You just celebrated the New Year with family and tomorrow you've fallen on the floor because of your sudden heart-failure. [...] 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: hearthshouldcare.com] -0.0 SPF_PASS SPF: sender matches SPF record -0.0 SPF_HELO_PASS SPF: HELO matches SPF record 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 0.0 T_REMOTE_IMAGE Message contains an external image the report from the clinic

UCLA MED REPORT

A major sign your about to die from a heart-attack

You just celebrated the New Year with family and tomorrow you've fallen on the floor because of your sudden heart-failure.

THIS IS NO JOKE

Experts have discovered a way to forver prevent your early-death by following these four signs.



Just start following this


In recent years Joshua had stepped alone, going further and further into the Long Earth, far beyond the Robinson Crusoe stockades hed built as a teenager, out to worlds so remote he didnt have to worry about the crazies, even the crazies with badges and warrants. And when they did come he just stepped away again; by the time they had finished throg up Joshua could be a hundred worlds away. Though sometimes he stepped back to tie their bootlaces together while they barfed. You had to have something to entertain yourself. Longer and longer jaunts, further and further away. He called these his sabbaticals. A way of getting away from the crowds and from the odd pressure in his head when he was back on Datum Earth, or even the Low Earths nowadays. A pressure that got in the way of listening to the Silence. So he was strange. But the Sisters said that the whole world was getting stranger. Sister Georgina had told him as much, in her polite English accent. Joshua, you may be just a little ahead of the rest of the human race. I imagine the first Homo sapiens felt the way you do when you look at the rest of us with our Stepper boxes and our vomiting. Like H. sap. wondering why the other chaps take such a long time to string two syllables together. But Joshua wasnt sure if he liked the idea of being different, even if it was different in a superior sort of way. Still, he liked Sister Georgina almost as much as Sister Agnes. Sister Georgina read Keats and Wordsworth and Ralph Waldo Emerson to him. Sister Georgina had studied at Cambridge or, as she put it, NottheoneinMassachusettsCambridgeUniversitytherealoneyouknoEngland. Sometimes it occurred to Joshua that the nuns who ran the Home were not like the ones that he saw on television. When he asked Sister Georgina about that she laughed and said, Maybe its because we are just like you, Joshua. Were here because we didnt quite fit anywhere else. He was going to miss them all, he realized, when he went travelling with Lobsang. Somehow the decision had made itself. 12 A WEEK AFTER his interview at transEarth Sister Agnes took Joshua to Dane County Regional Airport on the back of her Harley, a rare honour. He would always remember her saying as they arrived that God must have wanted him to catch that plane, because every stop light they encountered turned to green just before she needed to slow. (In so far as Sister Agnes ever did slow.) Joshua, however, suspected that the subroutines of Lobsang were responsible for this, rather than the hand of God. Joshua had walked on countless Earths, but he had never actually flown before. Sister Agnes knew the routine, and she marched him to the checkin desk. Once the clerk had entered his booking reference he went very quiet, and picked up the phone, and Joshua began to realize what it meant to have a friend in Lobsang, as he was whisked away from the lines of passengers and led along corridors with the politeness you might observe when dealing with a politician belonging to a country that had nuclear weapons and a carefree approach to their deployment. He was brought to a room with a bar the length of the burger counter in Disney World. Impressive though this was, Joshua didnt often drink, and would actually have preferred a burger. When he mentioned this jokily to the young man who was nervously dancing attendance on him, he received, after only minutes, a perfect burger so stuffed with trimmings that the patty could have fallen out and not been missed. Joshua was still digesting this when the young man reappeared and led him to the plane. At Chicago OHare he was taken to another plane some way from the main terminal, a surprisingly small craft. Within, what wasnt leatherupholstered was carpeted, and what wasnt leatherupholstered or carpeted seemed to consist of the dazzling teeth of a young woman who, as he sat down, provided him with a Coke and a telephone. He tucked his small personal pack under the seat before him, where he could see it. Then he turned on the phone.




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