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102 Federal, right overhead. That was the only time this has ever happened...coincidentally on the same day I saw the article. He even had a thought about how that was weird to see the same variety of heli flying around in the city, and coincidentally directly over his car no less. Later that night he thought to mention this to me, and I was like, OH YEAH! I almost forgot to tell you. .!! And we ran off to a 7/11 to tea add tad tea wd 1 see if they still had any newspapers so I could show him the article and clip it out. They did. It would seem on a surface level that “See, it was all just flight school helis, that’s all...” but then there’s the nature of this synch — both Tom and I independently encountering something on the same day designed to instill doubt or flat out “debunk” these helis; and more importantly, all the circumstances surrounding Rounds 4 & 5 which show that they were indeed something and not just flight school helis: So, “it’s only flight school helis!” ? Sure, maybe just like the article says. But more likely not. That article actually sounded like something straight out of “The Truman Show.” this back when it happened, and I still don’t. But considering what had been going on with me all this particular week — I had more mysterious bruise marks on my legs, pains in my uterus, ear tones, and strange dreams - it probably is what I think it is. I was at Walgreen’s on Broward Boulevard and I was in the magazine aisle, excitedly reading an article in Newsweek about the upcoming Matrix sequels. ;) So yeah, I was way excited, like really giddy, because I’m just a dweeb like that. As I was reading the article I got a whiff of some perfume stuff which didn’t smell good to me. I frowned to myself and looked up to see the source. I saw a well dressed, corporate looking older white guy who appeared to be in his 50’s, who had just breezed past me down the aisle. He was the source. I only saw him from behind. He had all white hair, and a bright white clean crisp dress shirt and gray slacks, a belt, shined dress shoes. No jacket though. But impeccably dressed, spotlessly clean and unwrinkled. Almost too perfect. Stood out in this particular ghetto-y Walgreens. The downtown office buildings are only a mile away, but still, everything surrounding the store was black ghetto. My first assumption was that he’d just gotten off work, being Chasing Phantoms i That was the only time this has ever Another “Them” ? December 24, 2002. I wasn’t sure what to make of