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Rayapa, whose sleazy education consulting business (more on this later) probably wasn't bringing in the dough, was tired of getting scam letters from the widows of African dictators and Nigerian petroleum company executives. It made him jealous. Why should the guys sending out these e-mails be getting rich, just from sitting around in Internet cafes, while he, an educated hard-working con artist, was left scrabbling in the dirt. So he decided to become an Internet scammer too. He's tried his hand at many standard e-mail swindles so far. He'll send out multiple e-mails to just about any address he can get his sweaty little fingers on. (This includes a lot of writing to other crooks located back in Lagos. What a ham-headed idiot!) Sometimes he just begs for cash, playing up the plight of the hard-working Indian man, fallen on hard times. Or he'll masquerade as a charity and solicit donations, both from private individuals and large organizations. His fake charity is usually a home for disadvantaged elderly persons. Funds are desperately needed to care for these people, because, as he puts it: One of the majar social problems is oldaged persons. Yes, old people are the single biggest social problem facing the world today, aren't they? Rayapa's fictional "Home for the Aged" is operated by the Sri Mary Integration and Rural Development Society of Guntur, India. This is a fictional entity of impeccable reputation. The scammer has penned numerous atestations, from respected fictional members of the local community, about this group's history of fictional good works. Rayapa the Businessman:
Of course, those free promotional materials that form the backbone of his pointless enterprise are not always up to Rayapa's high standards. From one college in Geelong, Australia, he asked for a new and updated pamphlet incorporating the following inspired text:
GEELONG IS A PLACE OF EXCITING CONTRASTS COMBINING
BIG CITY ATTRACTIONS WITH COUNTRY TOWNCHARM. I may be going out on a limb here, but I don't think this left-handed bucket of filth has ever even been to Geelong. So please folks, stay away from the Sandeep Agencies, Ayyappa Educational Academy. There really isn't anything they can offer you. You'd get more use out of taking a bath in bubbling beef fat than you would dealing with this fellow.
What else do we know about this ratmonger?
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