But, before I get started, I need to warn you. Credit goes to one of my favorite horror/mystery YouTubers, Disturban, for bringing this case to light. I still wasn't intending on writing anything until I began work on my next two big articles next week, but late last night, I heard about a case that I knew would be fitting for this series. So, if you're reading this in the future, this is how my September 2021 began. At least I got to look at dope kicks and try soft pretzels for the first time in 20 years. I had to call off work for the first time in years, which took over an hour due to being short-staffed, because I actually went to the auto repair shop only to be told I wasn't all set after waiting for 2 hours at the mall across the street. The rim is also damaged, and it won't be ready until tomorrow. The car trouble I mentioned in the prelude to my poems is worse than I thought.
I know I said I was going to take a week off after new poems were written yesterday, since I had released everything I was working on recently, but everything is a shit-show right now.
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