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Uh,

uh... un-tigh me. This is most undignified. You'll never get away with this.

Oh, but I think I will, Mayor Crowley.

Once I close this vault door, you'll only have 16 hours of air to breathe.

That is, unless that purple-haired do-gooder, the scratchman can solve my

bugle and unlock the door.

Who are you?

My dear Mayor Crowleylly I am the boggler?

My card I

Is this just should I just put it in your shirt pocket? Is that just what ones in zeros?

It's a binary sequence wherein I have been coded GPS coordinates for no less than three geostashes, each containing a piece of an ancient map, wherein

I have written further instructions in ultraviolet ink. ink.

Three hours later.

And if the notes are played in precisely the right order,

a prism will scatter its light directly on the surface of my card spelling out my name,

the Pagler.

Usually I say you're a madman, but I meant it insultingly, but I think you actually might have some sort of disorder that that is so unnecessarily complex. It would take someone months to come up with that.

Says you, 16 hours. It would take someone months to come up with that.

Says you, 16 hours starts now.

I have every confidence that Squatchman can save me,

but if he did all that for his business card,

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