I move quietly through the lobby. I come to the court listings and I choose a case. It was for OMAR in C1953. I cannot find him, but I found Judge Piper. I will just say that he is not one of my people. He can hit up Moses if he wants to be freed. He allowed exparte communication with a witch lawyer who was lying about her background. That bitch is sterile. There was no miracle baby.
Piper, stay away. I don't want to see you any day. You are in danger because of what you do. Mystic Lake is after you. I would say that homosexual males come through you pretty easily. How did you earn that degree. Scare me through surogacy all you want, you will not get what you need.
I am exhausted and I do feel fear. I know Piper that you love to torture. You can now put a face with that name you use so much. This little Como Crier reporter walked off that activity when people like you derided me publically for writing a poignant piece on reverse discrimination. They were so fucked because Barbara Saylor begged me to stay and said she wanted me to be editor. On principle, protecting my dignity and reputation, I walked away. That is what I did today.
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