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Hwy 87
There’s this 1950’s diner on a thirsty Highway 87 facing a rusty, dated, century old, 2920s style metropolis in the distance. I guess that’s what we get for voting in a totalitarian mayor that spends our city’s taxes on keeping the lights on for his rich buddies up in Lakken Sky leaving the poor to literally live hand to mouth. In which then you’d be forced out here in the wasteland in uncharted territory. No monetarily gluttonous Tryterrah City Security to mistake the victim for an offender. No societal sects or government approved syndicates to keep a look out for. And your money is no good out there. The minute you start flashing T.U.’s (Tryterrah Units), you can say goodbye to everything you worked for and wake up with a severed hand and left to bleed out on the outskirts of Highway 87.
Putnam Robberson
“Careful, careful. Doubtless I’m a wobbling bottle, but a bottle can fall and break not. I’ll bite another nail and avoid a fresh set of tangents. If the translucent glass figure of my being smashes then I shall only lay there shattered, not dissolved — and certainly not dead. Should I be intact upon this potential drop I shall wait for a fool to pick me up and put me on the shelf. “No! Get your mouth away from me. There’s nothing in me: I’m not new.” And I’ll sit, cosy, upright, peering out, writing my letters however I please, with my resolutions secure and protected, ignorant of that aligned around me on the shelf. I’m an active ornament, a funky rogue rendering no followable trail. Pick up my pooh and see just how fresh it is. Did I go left? Right? Was that little branch snapped by my movements or by a lost but carefree monkey? I am gone. I don’t need to be a ghost. No one is watching me, rather me them. Leave the jungle! Let autopilot fly you out. And you’ll die never connected to your true self, fettered to the influences of your dreadfully similar brethren. And me, I shall be an anonymous bottle, open, empty, devoid of carbonated conventions, filled with delicate insight, — perhaps precious — quiet and groomed with self-respect, adding to the modest flavours of my simple soul, like a relaxed wizard with wisdom and mansuetude swimming through his veins, for man had trampled on the moon, drenched the earth in blood and lost any quasi interpretable translation of love there ever was: how can I be a part of that? I am careless, I am gentle, and I am nothing like you.”
Oscar RichardPublished 2 years ago in CriminalParental Kidnapping – Legal Consequences
Parental kidnapping or abduction usually occurs when one parent abducts their child without the consent of the other parent. This can happen if you have a custody contract or if you do not have a formal contract. Delinquent parents can not only be prosecuted but can also be fined heavily and lose visitation and custody.
A Little Slow Statement Unhinges The Easters
Kelli Peters never expected her role as the head of the PTA would cause talk show-worthy headlines, but that's exactly what happened to the mom after a chance meeting with a couple called the Easters.
True Crime WriterPublished 2 years ago in CriminalPLAYING THE HAND I WAS DEALT, WITH ALL ODDS AGAINST ME
Lifeś is a gamble! Playing at your own risk, sometimes you have to lose to win. But what if you are running a race with no finish line? What if the day you took that first breath you had already lost without even playing? What if you were born with no chance of success, prosperity, salvation, a future, and or a solid foundation to start life from? We all go through our own things in life. I like to think it will all pay off. With a change in luck, in life, success, and, or the near future of abundance and salvation.
Rayna OrtegaPublished 2 years ago in CriminalBRANDING A PERSON WAS ONLY ABOLISHED IN 1879
Branding on the face was used to reprimand people on the margins of society. Judges would punish the poor for minor thefts, deter beggars, suppress prostitutes, drive homeless people out of the parish and subdue the mentally ill. Judges thought by combining physical pain with lifelong humiliation would be a powerful deterrent. ‘T’ meant thief, ‘B’ blasphemer, and ‘FA’, false accuser: sometimes an ‘F’ on one cheek and an ‘A’ on the other.
Paul AslingPublished 2 years ago in CriminalPeople Murdered in their Beds in Villisca
When the killers were found, the news voyaged rapidly in the modest community. As neighbors and inquisitive spectators joined on the house, law authorization authorities immediately failed to keep a grip on the crime location. It is said that up to 100 individuals gallivanted through the house ogling at the bodies before the Villisca National Guard at last showed up around early afternoon to cordon off the space and secure the home. The main realized realities in regards to the location of the crime were:
Playing with Pyros
The aerosol can hissed and sprayed chemicals across the living room; igniting instantly. The trail of flames eventually engulfed the brown suede couch, crimson curtains and gray carpet. Lodin ran out the back door just as the rest of the cans he had planted began to pop and rupture with the rising heat. Once outside, he walked through the alley and examined the back of the house. He enjoyed the yard, and he thought that she would too because she had talked about how much she wanted a big yard for future kids and family dogs. Amidst his admiration of the smoldering house, he heard voices and knew people had already begun to gather for tonight’s show.
Myiah L BengstonPublished 2 years ago in CriminalStephanie St. Clair: Harlem's Numbers & Organized Crime Queen
Stephanie St. Clair was better known as Queenie. During the 1920s and 1930s, she led a local gang called the 40 Thieves along with a successful numbers racket in Harlem. By the 1930s, St. Clair was worth over $300,000, quite the sum of money during this era.
True Crime WriterPublished 2 years ago in CriminalSon Rapes His Own Mother to "Get Back" at Brother
On October 21, 2006, the mother of Gary Helms Jr. of Marshall County, Alabama, called police to report that her son had raped her. The 45-year-old mother was asleep on the couch of the family mobile home when her son attacked her, she stated.
True Crime WriterPublished 2 years ago in CriminalWhat If Gregory Allen Had Been Arrested For Another Sexual Assault During Steven Avery's Murder Trial
This information was actually found a couple of months ago. However I was awaiting responsive records from the Wisconsin Department of Corrections before making the post. It appears that the Wisconsin DOC when it comes to Gregory Allen is slow in providing a records response. I have made other requests of the Wisconsin DOC on other inmates since this request that have already been fulfilled so I figured that I would go ahead with the post and when I receive the additional records edit and add if needed.
SunshineChristinaPublished 2 years ago in CriminalThe Murder of Samuel Olson
Being born and raised in the Houston area, when I heard about this case, it caught my attention immediately. Being in law school and wanting to do criminal law also brought it to my attention. I followed everything about it that could possibly be known.
Catherine MacKenziePublished 2 years ago in Criminal