Pale Millionth

After two weeks on the lam, I got into the library through a literal back door, working on the maintenance crew. I came to verify the connections between my box of stuff (dusty papers) and a contemporaneous copy. Just staying on the down low in case they updated software or database, and guess what. First I had to clean all morning, but they had doughnuts, then I VERIFIED.

Palimpsests are a pain the $^*(, so I need to find a clean room in the city. Once I get there I’m safe for a while, the provincial police are too corrupt, haha!, plodders. And a shower and dinners and there’s a jazz club.

And then palimpsests. Fhardji can get me the tools if he still has the shop.