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	<title>Comments on: Any notes written down during briefings were confiscated by security guards</title>
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		<title>By: Phileas Frogg</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[When I was a child and I had all of the time in the world to be bored getting driven around in the backseat of a car, I used to look out at large buildings with strange corporate names and wonder what they did in them. I&#039;d concoct stories about secret government programs, or occult meetings, or weapons research, etc. Then I&#039;d imagine sneaking into them and discovering their nefarious schemes.

As an adult I&#039;ve come to realize, my boredom induced imaginative ramblings may have been closer to the truth than I suspected. The world is often what it appears, but more often than we suspect, it&#039;s just not. 

The best place to hide has always been in plain sight.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When I was a child and I had all of the time in the world to be bored getting driven around in the backseat of a car, I used to look out at large buildings with strange corporate names and wonder what they did in them. I&#8217;d concoct stories about secret government programs, or occult meetings, or weapons research, etc. Then I&#8217;d imagine sneaking into them and discovering their nefarious schemes.</p>
<p>As an adult I&#8217;ve come to realize, my boredom induced imaginative ramblings may have been closer to the truth than I suspected. The world is often what it appears, but more often than we suspect, it&#8217;s just not. </p>
<p>The best place to hide has always been in plain sight.</p>
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