John Connor Safehouse, Virginia
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fh_alumniJohn had put in a day around the house, making sure a few projects were well in hand. Making sure those projects would never be picked up by anyone outside the house, or ever see the light of day.
Not that he had a secret workshop in the basement for anything that may be related to what his destiny was. Not at all.
So now, he was snoozing on the couch, TV turned to the Weather Channel, nice and comfy.
Be a shame to interrupt that, no?
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Not that he had a secret workshop in the basement for anything that may be related to what his destiny was. Not at all.
So now, he was snoozing on the couch, TV turned to the Weather Channel, nice and comfy.
Be a shame to interrupt that, no?
[open for phone calls or visitors]
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