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Mon, Dec 19 2005 100 What a Nice Fella Ariel calls me up.
He is nice like he has only been with me during the short
few pre-shrink years at the onset of the Tudor wars.

It has been an exhausting 81 days for me never knowing
what the next conversation will be like, and with whom,
and how my future probably depends on its outcome.

During the better latter part of these 81 days,
I have been mostly concerned with re-obtaining
the $40,000 that were kidnapped from me.

I don't see the money just yet on the Internet.
I force myself to be cautious,
even though his sudden overniceness
clearly tells me he is not lying this time,
and he transferred the money like he says.

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Mon, Jan 16 2006 100 Night of January the 16th Free at last.
Nobody knows where I am.
I can live like this.
So I started right away.
I immediately set up the bedroom
with Nekko's food and bathroom,
a couch for the both of us to sleep on,
a computer and a stereo attached.
The Who were playing Tommy's I'm Free for starters.

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Wed, Nov 23 2005 100 Orith To Orith, if you happen to be reading this:
There was no other way I could think of at the time.
Nothing personal.

[Times are Verona time - 02:36 in Verona is 1:36 in Tel Aviv]

I'm not sure but it seems to me that it's been a long time since we've
chat, isn't it?
Would you like to do so?

Absolutely. Where are you?

in Italy, Verona for the last 2 years!

0544 804-122
have a number?

where are you?
What are you doing with your life now?
Tell me a little bit, please.

I live alone in an ap-artment in Tel Aviv


busy surviving

what kind of internel hour does your computer have?
when did you come back to Isra묿
Besides "surviving" which doesn't mean being happy, are you ok?

it is now 4:45 pm according to my computer,
it is is now 3:45 in Israel, where I am at for about 7 years now
I am OK.

"where I am at for about 7 years now" ?????????????????????????????????

got it! I become slow !

do you work for yourself as a freelance or in a compagny?
How come you came back to Isra묿

I work freelance on and off the Internet.
I came back to IL after a crisis while in the US that made me decide I want to live here.

You're quit laconic : just answering the questions without details or whatever.
It's rather difficult to communicate like that.


try to re-read from the beginning of our conversation today.
The answers are all there.

If it doesn't help, see if this one does:
Elohim, Rak Shmor Otti Me Ohavai, U-mi-son-ai E-sha-mer be-atzmi.

I still love you, you know.


Dear Ohad,
I didn't say you do not answer;
but I have to ask all the time questions to have details on you.
I suppose it would be easier if you just tell your story without waiting for questions.
You know I'm not complicated and as time passes I look for less complicated stuff.
Have you become a believer (maamine ) ?
And I do not want you any harm and if you believe that I am a danger for you let us quit now.

P.S. Mayby you still love the memory of me but certainely not me
for you don't really know me today.

I do not believe in God, nor is this line from the bible. it is from a song.
In my last e-mail I said I might be a danger to you,
and that I don't think you know that, and you should beware.
I am sorry my metaphors escaped you.

I believe you might also be a danger to me,
but given this last one maybe it is better for me not to try and find out.
I gave you a phone number and asked for yours.
You do not really want to talk to me,
and I have no intention of giving you reports about my life in any other way.

20051123-07.07.me.txt [in reply to the P.S. above]
And if you can guarantee this than why do we bother talking?

Listen I don't understand much from what you're trying to say!!!
Why are you so complicated?
I don't think it's good to talk for the time being;
I prefer - as I always did - writing because writing and reading are nice :
word just flee but what is written stays with you . I'm sorry for my English ,
I've forgot a lot of it. I would be better in french or even italian...
Let's make things clear : I would like to communicate with you,
to have
news from you...to take and give like I do with all my good and dearest friends.
Why on earth would you be harmfull to me or I to you?

Lets not be too clear then.
I do not want to pursue this relationship.

I sincerely regret your decision. But it has always been like that : I
try to reach you and you turn away from me. What a pity.
Farewell Ohad.

you did ask me to burn all the proof to the contrary.

I'm stubborn : when I don't understand I ask clarifications until I understand.
Why don't you accept my friendship simply as it is?
Why is it so complicated from the very first lines?

I will try to think of the answers to these questions.
I'll get back to you.

and here they come:

You are stupid for not knowing to stay away from those who call you stupid in your face.

Stay Away!

[She did. My next e-mail a few minutes later returned with:
"No such user"]

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Sat, Apr 22 2006 100 Jaccuse Yael Aloni Stolzl Stadler Sharon:

Ariel is too thirsty for money to be able to think straight.
He made an attempt on my life for a mere $40,000,
$10,000 of which he shortly thereafter collected from
the New York Unemplyment Agnecy,
while you gaurds your millions in a swiss bank.

He will not stop chasing me, until you are dead.
He is after money which is not mine until that happens.
He is Addicted to Whores and Gambling.
He lies for a living for many years now,
selecting jobs where this is the only requirement,
bragging about it to me and friends.
He only knows two liars greater them him,
according to his own bragging:
His son Tal, and the best Poker player he knows,
whom Tal cleaned out in a poker game.
He has entangled his life in a web of pretense
fueled by money which he is uncertain he can
continue to obtain.

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