The publisher had been forced to leave N.J. in 1998
when the "CIA-Alien Race" began to burn his body creating
symptoms of "HIVE". From Toronto to Buffalo to Denver and
then Chicago. The "Windy City", a "CIA-Alien Hive" in itself,
continued to torture and torment him because he was(and is)
still a human being and not assimilated. Working the
Chicago Tribune trucks with evil CIA-aliens only enabled him
to rent a flop house room__across the street from the "Federal
jail" and a block North of the "Chicago Stock Exchange".
Leaving the newspaper trucks in a CIA-Alien induced "brain fog",
provided only time to visit the Harold Washington(he was killed
by the Race while Mayor) Library, buy some old magazines and
some junk food from "Osco" or "Walgreens" and then stupor
back to the flop house where the bedbugs where waiting.
A "stinger" water heater, instant soup, and
a can of vegetables equaled dinner__and after that the publisher
examined used magazines for interesting photographs, cutting them
out, and then strategically placing them on the walls of that
very nasty, seedy, room.
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