Many folk have taken to tossing notes in bottle into the sea. The message is always how do you tom write a 100 word story. Why do we write. A shot at immortality, admit, come on, come on. But we got a problem here. One is Fahrenheit 451, not the book, the burning thing. A close second is cheap paper is made with a slow releasing acid, bye bye book. Well there’s online, until a random well place solar flair. I have taken to welding. Cutting each letter out of steel. What about rust you say? Not at the pole.