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Nauseating Buzz Feeding Frenzy At Local Atm

Nauseating buzz feeding frenzy at local ATM Fraught traumatized wordsmith telephonic grand slam rent psyche asunder witnessing helpless cannibalization, hospitalization, victimization concerning writer of these words, and riders on the storm namely robbing me third eye blind of legal tender under the convincing guise of Apple computer technician pretender. Buried deep inside the dark webbed wide world yours truly sends electronic sos while being twirled to and fro hither and yon seeking emotional, mental, and spiritual reprieve. Incalculable loss of countless crisp Benjamins hungrily sucked up and spit out as Bitcoin cryptocurrency triggered stark realization being under wicked spell of one who calls himself Harvey Specter. He cast a trance upon body electric of mine asking, coaxing, finagling, ingeniously luring me to forfeit every bloody red cent constituting checking and savings accounts two of each now registering zeros. Quite an exhausting effort taxing body, mind, and spirit to wrench unhealthy vice grip from out the analogous maws adrip with bloody flesh. No explicable rhyme nor reason, how sense and sensibility got blindsighted, when ordinarily keen acute insight can scent out immoral treason, nevertheless when cruising cyber seas late morning June twenty first and also the twenty second human piranha unexpectedly found fresh kill in season. Dumbfounded at mein kampf now how stupid of me to surrender blithely, forthrightly, willingly thousands of dollars as if held spellbound under a somnambulant trance. I keep reliving, requisitioning and revisiting hellish nightmare corporeal entity waking up in a cold sweat although dog tired muster measly necessary energy to summon sleepwalking disembodied spirit quietly whetting appetite to succeed realization bringing to fruition impossible mission to catch thief finally hatching pièce de résistance witnessing long overdue comeuppance to him who exploited innocence of one aging beatle brow foo fighting baby boomer reduced to pennilessness. Ye dear benevolent reader might be tempted to rebuke or scold (spare the rod, cuz I give myself a regular severe dressing down) merely seeking, praying, and kick/jump starting philanthropic aid forthcoming. Unlikely culprit(s) will be caught most likely rejoicing regarding psyche of fraught punishing me where rainy day fund rendered naught.

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