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fire department. They X-rayed the package in their
truck-laboratory. Finding a detonator, the technician had traffic cut off for
fifteen minutes at the corner of boulevard Exelmans and me Chardon-Lagache.
Then with a hacksaw he cut into the bottom and the side of the box in order to
empty it. Inside were more than a half pound of nails and enough explosive to
blow to bits whoever opened the box and anyone near him. I registered a
complaint, but there was hardly anything to go on."
And so I got myself
ready for my next campaign.
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