The Letter (I)

It's nice to know that the Eighth Floor has found one of the three people in Capital City who can scan documents, save them as .pdf, and transmit them via the internets, but surely too goodness there's someone who could have saved the file out of its native format and into a searchable and copyable .pdf to begin with.

It's almost as if... almost as if... almost as if someone doesn't want the text copied and pasted, except through great manual labour, in the first place.