Morale is low and we're obviously being picked off one by one. June 7 1998. Megulon-5 checks in at his day job in downtown Portland. After fifteen minutes it is obvious that the bikenapper is not in the immediate area, so the U-lock is used to doubly secure it to the rack that it is locked to. A call is received shortly afterwards.
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I took my lock off. The level of assholism that this guy possesses is still in question as well. On the other hand, he knew who we were and some of our jargon, so he could have found us without much trouble, yet he didn't even claim that he had tried to do so. Anyway, it doesn't really matter, we have Chopagator back. His position provides valuable insight into the inner workings of Portland's elite power cabal, and gives us access to a prime downtown observation post.