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Lake county music company filled with slots carney folk real carny folk the little pete's illegal gambling road show throughout the Midwest gaming like your idol Frank Peter Balistreiri the mad bomber stops Metropolis Karnak Danville Indiana storefronts rented videos games cigarette coke cola poker pin ball juke boxes even laundromats I was a quarter girl counting collecting coins casino on wheels riding out with Ciro Gargano my job collecting coins allowed me to hear the ultimate witnessing the plotting of murders storage rooms of weapons from shot guns rifles sawed off hand guns hand grenades sad when corruption can falsify the months day of a murder totally confused thre murder of homelessman in north chicago in the spring of 1998 crossed over with Lisa Ann Carnes murder perhaps this is your confession in her unsolved march 1984 clever maybe the lord heard it like i did with the 8 elderly persons Christmas day above the tailor shop sadly 1998 murder was retaliation for the tailor shop extorting Kaplan clothing store and the north chicago cab company doesn't matter how corruption falsify facts it's always good to hold on to old newspapers still have the blackmail note written in my Bible so sad I think of John pate throat cut after his shift at the federal buildings finding his car torched in north chicago listen Ciro Gargano I don't care how many people you've killed today just the car bomb you ignited in my face to silence me about the arson murders you obvious committed in some sick witness protection in plain sight burning down grudges with city officials hey who am I to judge a serial killer sleeping right next to corrupt fbi agents praising your glory kills robbing drug dealers extorting identities for killers while extorting properties from disable veterans while hiding on Lakeshore drive deep cover up not far from the cheese building excuse me the federal building on Lasalle and Van Burean I hated visiting you there the building shaped like a block of cheese stinking up chicago shoreline it always amazed me so as you sleep with fidelity spit on bravery and wiping yourself with integrity the fbi sent me into hostage situations to get your time cut remember i wore wires pregnant buying weapons from corrupt city officials selling drugs for you because the fbi informed me of your murders murders i witnessed the plotting of every murder committed in my back yard in some sick twisted lodgic i believe you actually think all your murders can be swept under my womb of fbi wires the misconception the fbi allowed you to believe that you could keep getting away with murder as long as you hide under my wearing wires pregnant I'm good with that I do not know how to fear corrupt scum therefore your threats bounce off my back while you're faking your next death never threaten my life again you are still alive because of me sharing an umbilical cord with my unborn babies making you my child stop exposing us to violent offenders looking for early release under my womb why you've made the fbi your accomplices after the fact special agent alan king arlington heights knew full well of your murders which is why you chose memorial day to fake your death realize they made you my child not a lover not a friend but my child lost afraid connected to my umbilical cord wrapped in wires i awakened hearing lisa ann carnes cries crawling in that field of weed stalks in metropolis karnak Illinois around not far from your families home your adopted son eagle feather little Beavers partners antioch carpentersvillevl casino hens wow i remember smelling tear gas and all the weed stalks stored inside lil petes pub where your little people carny folks pulled off the lake county carnival mud wrestlers and the Volkswagen sweepstakes raffles Lisa ann carnes clothes stuffed in her truck the daughter of general hill you shot her in her back aiming for the back of her head because she didn't want nothing to do with you after the humiliation with your wife Lisa your business she knew to much on that cold March day wearing that fake fur coat you drawing her in the shop then out again I felt bad for years cause she walked in asking for you I was the new quarter girl i hadn't met your wife Lisa yet remember you hid the family photo in your top desk drawer faced down concealed from your girlfriends and dates i thought she was your wife Lisa when I asked her name to write down the message she said Lisa oddly the same name as your wife believing your wife came to the shop you ran home and she cursed you out knowing she didn't come to the shop so you took that rage out on Lisa ann carnes your wife lisa who also showed me her bullet hole in her leg when she tried to leave you Liza spitting image of lisa ann carnes two kids she eventually did leave after you strangled her and pointed your small hand gun at her head she feared for her safety 1984 Christmas day 8 victims perrished over the tailor shop Christmas eve the homeless man over north Chicago checker cab john pate memorial day weekend 1998 finally1984 Lisa ann carnes killed near your son's pete eagle feathers home metropolis slots and huge weed stalks on the county road 45A besides 5 hour drives were only three with you my prayers are with your soul always Ciro God is a forgiving God Pray keep praying stop killing people and sweeping the bodies under my wearing wires pregnant for the fbi buying weapons and drugs shame on special agent Alan king he created you a full blown serial killer sadly Lisa ann carnes might still be alive if I had known what your Lisa looked like I thought she was your wife Lisa not your girlfriend Lisa slots poker machines driving to metropolis Danville Indiana collecting coins chips Bally Midway casino on wheels crossing paths with Lisa Ann Carnes as I sat listening to my favorite song chaka khan ain't nobody only you left a lot of bodies 1984