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Mua's Signature? But why?

I was busy watching my TVB drama called 'Silver Chamber of Sorrows' and busy bawling my eyeballs out one minute and seething the next. But then, my email alert suddenly 'twanged' at 12.15am. I opened my mail (cannot resist) and read. Here's what it said.
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I’m a collector of autographs. I have more than 3.750 authentic autographs of politicians, sportsmen, artists and authors from around the world.
Therefore, I would ask you if you would be so kind to send me an autograph of you. I will be very delighted to got your autograph in my personal collection.Anyway, thank you very much, and may God bless you and your family.
With warm greetings from Belgium.
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To the person who wrote me this, I would like to know why would you be asking ME for my autograph. I not a politician nor a famous celebrity. I am just a mother of two making a living on the Internet. Why would you want to ask me for my autograph?
To the rest....I feel a bit cautious. Feels like there's some frogs under the coconut shell. Or am I just paranoid?
Would you have been too? If you're not, you're not an online person, are you? It's pretty obvious there's some kind of scam going on and these people are not going to frame your signature up when you send them the PDF or JPEG. They're OBVIOUSLY going about this sinister little mini trip for something.

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Jamie said…
be careful woooo...cannot trust people nowadays..

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