Concerning our jump; I know we shouldn't have, but I do want to get home before I'm forty. We knew it would be quiet for three years, so we skipped it. Anne and I deemed the risk acceptable. Forgive me. The manager we paid to hold our studio died, but he apparently convinced his daughter Marina to keep our space vacant. It took convincing, but currency solved our dilemma. Marina is in her twenties and way too curious. She's kind, smart and understands the concepts of time paradoxes.
There are new buildings under construction everywhere. Charles has moved away. Contact us through the alternate frequency Eo2. No security concerns, just a lot of interference in some of the others, and AFEo2 is higher than anything perceptible with the current tech, and thus, above the noise.
Next year is the election. I can't believe America will vote in a moron. We're going to jump to early 2021, when the upcoming pandemic starts to wane. This should be fun.
