Where Don Quixote, a country gentleman, no longer young, sets off on a quest with a Nigerian correspondent.

Finished. Last addition: November 30th., 2002.

I got to know of you in my search for a reputable person. I am a country gentleman, no longer young. The Republic of Benin. Sancho Panza and my Lady Dulcinea. I am not saying that I don't trust you. Living on the accumulated wealth of a virtuous and frugal life. You don't need to bother yourself about visa. How are you doing Big Brother? Now I must go and prepare the horses for the trip. I will liaise with the director of the security company. The content was declared as gold dust consignment. Am I being unreasonable? Finally, there are some charges... Your offer of provision of a horse is most kind. The Sheraton hotel should have a stable for the horse. Have no fear, I will bring the requisite funds. ...a good quality wrist watch for me and my lovely wife. I owe all my looks to Dr Polly Urethane, a plastic surgeon... Whenever I read your mail it tranquilizes my mind. 38-24-33. Feeling very wick and tired. It is most irregular, most irregular indeed. They say that they require $75,500. We leave from here in a little over two hours time. I cannot afford to stay in such a hot zone. I hope this does not cause unnecessary anguish. Looking forward to meeting you in Cotonou tomorrow. I am already in Cotonou frustrated. Where are you now? I can tell you he is well and in good spirits. Now that I have heard from you, my mind is now relaxed. My rates are $200 per hour or $1,000 per day. The horse has been tied down since last Monday. To dream the impossible dream. One day I will do same thing. Show fortitude dear Nelson, the end is near! I look forward to meet you tomorrow in Cotonou. The camels were incredibly cheap... Hope you will not disappoint me again this time. I am now begining to see a sign of unseriousness on your side. Melancholy news. Where the hell is the news paper article you attached? The return of his ant-gnawed remains. So, what is Nelson to do, dear reader? I ...luckily or unfortunately got Mr. Don Quixote I need a sign of good faith from your client. May Mr. Don Quixote rest in perfect peace and in the Lord, Amen. So, I am not surprised by your decision. I could not get our fax machines to agree to talk. Things are getting out of control now. It is, I feel, a quite modest request. Think about this matter and come to the rescue of this widow. It would not require Mrs Abacha to mortgage the family silver.