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From: speaker@gymble.UUCP (Speaker to Animals)
Newsgroups: net.bizarre
Subject: Re: Re: Problem with Datamedia DT80/1 terminal
Message-ID: <212@gymble.UUCP>
Date: Sat, 3-Aug-85 10:59:57 EDT
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Posted: Sat Aug  3 10:59:57 1985
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In article <299@tove.UUCP> fred@tove.UUCP (Fred Blonder) writes:
>     I'm a little perplexed by a leakage problem with my DT80/1-am.
>     It's been staining my desktop lately. . . .
> 
> I think there's a special pad you can buy to keep it on, that's
> specially treated to resist stains from the salt in the am model
> Datamedia.
> 
> What kind of gravel are you using in it? I understand that if you use
> too much, or the wrong kind, the strain on the terminal case will cause
> some of the seams to leak.
> --
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> 
>                                                 Fred Blonder (301) 454-7690

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Remembering games and daisy chains and laughs 
Got to keep the loonies on the path
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The paper holds their folded faces to the floor
And every day the paper boy brings more...

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And if there is no moon upon the hill
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You make the change
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