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In the summer months of 2000 I drove from Philadelphia to the Nantahala National Forest in western North Carolina, hot on the trail of the fugitive bomber Eric Rudolph. For a few days I camped in the exact forest as Rudolph and ate baked beans cold from a can for breakfast.<br><a href=http://www.flitrapdirekt.com/germanview/articles/>stuben fliege</a>

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