I took a long last drag from my cigarette and doused it in the receptacle by the front of the doors. It would be at least ten hours till the next one. I had two hours till takeoff, but I figured I better check in now considering what happened on my last flight out of Frankfurt in 2019. Orage had dropped me off at the airport at about one in the morning. The flight was at nine, so I made my way upstairs through the deserted airport and drank overpriced beer in front of an all-night McDonalds at a table in a German café across from it. At first it was just the barmaid, an attractive young fräulein who spoke little English, and I. But we were soon joined by a very strange man who hovered at the periphery of the cafe playing peekaboo behind the copious artificial plants demarcating its perimeter. Even though the temperature was in the mid-fifties outside, inside he was wearing a heavy winter snorkel coat with the hood pulled over his face. He had a shopping bag presumably to transport the days treasures he had found while foraging the airport. When I tried to take […]
France II, in the Footsteps of Otto Rahn by Jack Heart
If you don't realize by now your being lied too chances are your all vaxxed up and there's no sense in you reading this. If you do know, then why do you assume they just started lying? All I can do is tell you how it really happened, the rest I must leave in the hands of Otto Rahn and the Holy Grail. I've cited my own essays merely to avoid a thousand citations and in some cases to many words to tell a coherent story. Anything you need cited or want further information on for each paragraph will be found in the essay cited. The links are provided in the citations.