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Originally Posted by pixelpusher
I’m still having a difficult time wrapping my head around how I’m going to explain to my family that I’ve been missing all this time. They will be hard pressed to believe the story I’m about to tell. So will you.
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Originally Posted by pixelpusher
You should be skeptical. By the end of the tale I will likely be a 2p2 pariah.
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Originally Posted by Zimmer4141
Yeah I def need some of SurferDude's weed
So I see no reason to continue. Based on the current responses (and lack thereof) it's clear that the above predictions held true and Junkins was right. On the flight home, I told him that I wanted to tell my story, despite the well crafted fiction created by the agency and the Federal Marshals Service. He laughed at me and said "Go ahead. Your story will be a raindrop in the ocean. Those who sympathize will likely be people with whom you don't want to spend time. Everyone else will ostracize you, forget to return your calls, find reasons to be elsewhere when you need company. There are literally thousands of books moldering on shelves that are more interesting than anything you can say, and no one bought those either. You know why we've been so successful in obscuring the truth? By never getting in the way of people trying to earnestly tell their stories. In the end, people want to believe that which is easiest to believe."
I pointed out that billions practice religion, which quite specifically requires a leap of faith and the willingness to believe in the unbelievable.
"Yeah" he mused. "Go figure."
It's a shame. I was just getting to the most interesting parts. What happens when an empath sits at a poker table; initially escaping the clutches of the agency; the glory of the Rainbow Mountain Wilderness area; the girl in the desert; It leaving me for a tortoise; and the months of poking and prodding at the underground facility. If anyone out there still cares to hear it, I'll be in Vegas again for the first weekend of the tournament.
The truth is out there.