(I told blogger I typed this exactly 12 hours ago, at 17:41 PST)

What I saw on that one folded sheet of paper that Dominick put in the black canvas envelope (I may figure out a way to steal it:  I think I deserve a souvenir) was the word:

Quixtar.com
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Finally, the gumball dropped.  That sinking feeling I'd been feeling had finally burst forth from the swamp with all of it's fart-smell glory.

quixtar is amway
amway is a legal pyramid scheme (barely)
amway/quixtar is like a cult of greed based on fear and wishful thinking and wrapped around a bizarre wishfulfilment philosophy: "if you can dream it, it will come, someone else will build it"

Look at how he talked in that one email: "figure out your 'why'" why? Fuck you!
Ohkay.

So I had the opportunity to sharpen my anger and I started by emailing my librarian friend in my old hometown, Gibson City, Illinois: Sharon Craig.
Read my eamil and her response below:
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