Somewhere in Shamrock, right now, a man sits at his dining table.The table is crowded with handheld radios, a garden of various antennas, differently colored blinking LED lights, power and programming cables, a laptop, and one large multiband receiver.He sits in rapt attention listening to a wild cacophony of hissing, distant chatter, and occasional wailing noises like trapped sou...
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