During the flight to Oakland, I found a disturbing German magazine in the seat pocket. Fake Wagner had to read it to me.
Wagner was on another adventure at the time. I don't remember which.
|Bigrig World Headquarters, staging area for the assault on the confluence.|
|Fake Wagner spots a point of interest.|
|A stop at Chick's Donuts for nourishment. Fake Wagner harasses a clown who snidely refused to pose with him.|