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SENDER: MIRAGEA3.BN.CYBER.XXX
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Masque,

Hope things went well for thyselves and zee goot Doktor. My presence will be in town when upon your arrival, entertaining Deacon's team at HQ. They spoke of some great things to share with thy. I did not venture to poke or pry, Patterson looked like gulitene about to drop. Of my recent mission, I can only say that sometimes my greatness even amazes my gargantuan brain. I truly am a genius.

Since I know you will ask, "How have you managed to impress even yourself, oh great one?" To that I reply, I wrote a whole suite of applications, in French, that I sold onto the market to get some hard cash while I was in the fine city of gay Paris. "But keeper of the highest intelligence, what would you need to be in Paris for?" I smite thee, little one.. ah hum. I mean, I was taking over the French Government and Military Apparatus to fight disident militants who I believed were being run by Greys. The entire French Army was on Maneuvers this weekend, their intel boys (I mean children) got overtime, the French Forign Legion did some serious shooting in Algeria, and even the GSG-9 went over the border at French request to tackle a pier load of frogs. That my eager admirer is why I am so great. Not Mega-great, but Tera-great.

The great one will be in town for another five or six days hence, then again it will be off to a far corner of the Ultra-Net.
P.S. Gypsy wants his Mono-wire whip back...

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