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NY Times article on the Integratron, a domed structure near Joshua Tree designed by a 700-year old (probably imaginary) alien from the planet Venus (c/o):

On any given day, a peculiar parade of hangers-out moves through the Integratron’s gates: well-heeled spa devotees, raggedy yogis, a Peruvian shaman, a British rock band, a girls’ choir, a heartbroken lover seeking spiritual solace. A few years back, “a crazy German garage-scientist guy with a little bit of a tic” stopped by. He turned out to have known Van Tassel, and had the original architectural blueprints for the Integratron stashed in his bedroom. On another occasion, an older gentleman showed up, claiming to be a former government intelligence operative. He had an ominous warning for the Karls: “This project is watched. And you are watched. And there are watchers who watch the watchers, and watchers who watch them.”

NY Times article on the Integratron, a domed structure near Joshua Tree designed by a 700-year old (probably imaginary) alien from the planet Venus (c/o):

On any given day, a peculiar parade of hangers-out moves through the Integratron’s gates: well-heeled spa devotees, raggedy yogis, a Peruvian shaman, a British rock band, a girls’ choir, a heartbroken lover seeking spiritual solace. A few years back, “a crazy German garage-scientist guy with a little bit of a tic” stopped by. He turned out to have known Van Tassel, and had the original architectural blueprints for the Integratron stashed in his bedroom. On another occasion, an older gentleman showed up, claiming to be a former government intelligence operative. He had an ominous warning for the Karls: “This project is watched. And you are watched. And there are watchers who watch the watchers, and watchers who watch them.

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Throwing away old magazines; came across an old Vanity Fair with a super-corny Annie Leibovitz noir spread of famous actors.  Every photo comes with super-cornball descriptions of the screenplay for a fake lost movie called ”Killer’s Kill, Dead Men Die”, e.g.,

THE GUMSHOES. INT. WEST L.A., OSCAR SLADE DETECTIVE AGENCY, INC.—NIGHT

Like any private eye worth his money clip, Oscar Slade (Bruce Willis) is not a talkative man, especially when he’s in the company of his junior partner, Dan O’Bannion (Ben Affleck), and their young protégé, Jimmy (Tobey Maguire). But this night is different. Oscar’s got something on his mind.

Oscar: There’s only two types of people in this town: the Killers and the Killed. If you’re not the one, you’re gonna end up the other.

Jimmy: What about the dames, chief? Where do they fit in?

Oscar: Have you seen the dames in this town? Warm beneath the sheets, hot under the collar, and ice-cold under the skin. That reminds me—I’ve got an appointment. Don’t wait up, fellas. I might be a while.

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