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It was quite clear now my ex husband his accomplice Ciro gargano arson murderer used car salesman slash video gaming licensed to rent juke boxes cigarettes machines pin ball pool tables after serving seven years in prison on drugs and weapons charges now on parole seven more years he opened a used car lot which is where the blackmail began my ex husband refused a car payment three hundred and eleven dollars Gargano would mail paper tags every month which was very illegal 

I might add when my husband was pulled over again the trooper confiscated the paper tag and sent Gargano citations to close his car lot down Gargano decided this was a good time to get even and to use his power after the city commissioner placed citations on his slum properties 1810 sheridan right around the corner of my ex husbands employment EMCO chemicals he always bragged about how to set a fire with the chemicals from his job his favorite was the ingredients in vicks petrol shocking 

petroleum camphor flammable after his shift he never returned until hours later even though his job was three minutes away I waited anxiously it was memorial day weekend I had plans for the kids sirens rolled past the house smoke filled the sky Ciro and my husband both Mia finally he arrived covered in soot smell of smoke shutting all the drapes whispering a homeless man was burned alive sshhh he chanted would you close the curtains why are you whispering what have you done where is Ciro the sound of silence rang 

my ears until the FBI asked my husband about the fire oddly we were on route to a murder trial a murder meant for me I'd contacted the FBI myself because of home invasions my ex Ciro Gargano and my stalker  actually dating my ex husband and Ciro who was now blackmailing my husband threatening to tell me all about this twisted affair this stalker pushing pencils by day actually kicked out of college classes after trying to summit my original work to an Author so Ciro allowed her cheat by using his own nieces test scores on her exam to become a corrupt officer for Ciro hired
 
by Ciro Gargano to impersonate me in order to obstruct justice in the actual arson murders of nine elderly persons terrorists threats poured in on my telly this lady officers threatening my life finally arriving with a gunman to end my life by gods grace he was murdered at my feet by five gunman awaiting his arrival I realized I was right my desperate plea to the FBI help help my husband is involved in something horrible i believe he's going to kill me my 

poetry my identity arson murders of nine please help Ciro Gargano my husband his Jamaican strippers taking classes to become a cop to help obstruct justice filled with fury envy rage she broke in my home ripping pages of my poetry bank information identification cards she was obsessed now to actually become me after death the gunman was to quiet me about the arson murders of nine and the lady corrupt officer was hired to impersonate me 

in the end my husband was this pawn a gofer setting blazes for Gargano 
Ciro was blackmailing him about this affair the arsons my husband grew enraged attacking the children and I the blackmail was returned to sender I fled for my life unaware the extreme nature of these three killers obsession to silence me for decades as they returned the anniversary of my assassination my murder interrupted organized crime domestic abuse severe abuse of power oddly all because of my poetry and a paper tag
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