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Sunday Afternoon Music: Tom Waits, 'Poor Edward'

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Varek Raith3/28/2010 4:38:17 pm PDT

re: #129 sandbox

I think I figured it out. An agent provocateur working in Eric Cantor’s office—came in at night and placed the spent bullet on the window sill behind the venetian blinds. Then he (or she) drilled a tiny hole in the window—angled it upward direction. In the morning the same individual “discovers:” the bullet.

Just out of curiosity, ever been to Richmond?