If only you knew the dozen types of tribulations I’ve had to go through for pinning down the crime family and their wiles you’d be amazed I still write at all. A pleb or woman would’ve quit on day one, most don’t even attempt a day one. All because I care about knowledge and justice for their own sake ultimately. A strikingly solitary journey it’s been, though I’ve appreciated the simulacric support from-a-distance. Just all makes me feel the world is eviler than most realize.

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