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Hal Brings back buried memories of time-wasting in Zork - and give it a beautiful twist. I always thought there should be more happening above ground. Seems from this that there was! Martin > Sonnet Zork > > You are standing in an open field west > of a white house, with a boarded front > door. There is a small mailbox here. > > Within the mailbox lies an envelope > containing a white powdery substance. > The envelope’s stamp has not been > > cancelled, and a message from the PO > says there’s still twenty-two cents due. > But who, when you’re dead, will pay? > > Who will pay when you’re dead? > > > > Hal > > Halvard Johnson > ================ > [log in to unmask] > http://home.earthlink.net/~halvard/index.html > http://entropyandme.blogspot.com > http://imageswithoutwords.blogspot.com > http://www.hamiltonstone.org > http://home.earthlink.net/~halvard/vidalocabooks.html >