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FIRE! UPDATED 1998 IN 2021 BY COVERUPS PAYOFFS GARGANO FAKED HIS OWN DEATH MEMORIAL DAY 1999 THE CAR BOMB THAT ENDED MY LIFE AT LEAST AS I'VE KNOWN IT ON THIS DAY THE SKY WAS SO BLUE RIDING ALONG CAPE CORAL PARK WAY THE CLOUDS RESTED OVER THE EDISON BRIDGE A FAINT RAINBOW HOVERED MY MIND THOUGHT OF DOROTHY FROM THE WIZARD OF OZ WHY IT WAS AFTER WITNESSING A MURDER SORTED BLISS I SUPPOSE AS THE CITRUS GROVES FLORISHED THE SCENT OF ORANGES LEMONS AND LIMES I REMEMDER FEELING THIS HEAVENLY FEELING WHEN WE APPROACHED THE LIGHTS I NOTICED A RED TRUCK AND TWO MEN WORKING ON STREET POLES I THOUGHT THIS IS ODD THE LIGHT TURNED GREEN CLICK CLICK BOOM WHAM A WHITE HYUNDAI SLAMS RIGHT INTO US THE MERCURY SPINNED AS MY HEAD SLAMMED HARD AGAINST THE SIDE DOOR PANEL MY BRAIN SHOOK INSIDE MY SKULL BECAUSE I FELT AS IF THE CAR WAS STILL SPINNING BUT IT WAS STILL THE DRIVER ASKED ME WAS I OKAY WHILE RUSHING FROM THE VEHICLE LOOKING BACK LIKE THE MAN IN THE GODFATHER MOVIE RIGHT BEGORE APOLLONIA CAR BLEW UP FUZZ SIZZLED FROM THE RADIO I HEARD SOMEONE SAY JUST COVER YOUR EYE BABY I THOUGHT IS THAT YOU JESUS AGAIN JUST COVER YOUR EYE BABY THE VOICE WAS THST OF NONE OTHER THAN CIRO GARGANO THE ARSON MURDERER OF 9 BUT WHY PLACING MY HAND OVER MY EYE AFRAID TO OPEN THE DOOR I THOUGHT IF THE FILM CASINO COULD THE CAR BLOW STILL COVERING MY EYE TICK TICK TICKING COMING FROM THE DASH DESPERATELY I AWAITS THIS BOMB 30 SECONDS I COUNTED THE LIGHT SWITCHED AND BAM THE BOMB IGNITED MY FACE SHATTERED MY BONES RATTLED AGAINST MY CHEEK DAZED UNCONSCIOUS MY EYE CRUSHED OVER MY EYE PINKISH BEIGE SUBSTANCE COVERED THE DASH AND WINDSHIELD IT WAS FROM UNDER MY CRUSHED EYE SOCKET I GLANCED IN THE MIRROR AND NOTICE MY EYE DANGLING I BEGAN FILLING THIS SUBSTANCE BACK UNDERNEATH MY EYE DISFIGURED BUT ALIVE SUDDENLY I HOVERED OVER MY BODY WATCHING MY DEATH MY BODY IN A FETAL POSITION PANTING I PLEADED WITH GOD TO LET ME GO MY DECEASED LOVED ONES BEGAN RUSHING TO GREET ME TO THIS HEAVELY PLACE FULL OF GREENERY HARPS PLAYING MARY WOMAN TELLING ME HE IS WITH ME MEANING JESUS I SAID I'M DEAD I CAN'T GO BACK IN THAT BROKEN MESS GOD ASKED ME DID I BELIEVE I WOULD DIE AND LIVE I SAID YES I DO IN THAT MOMENT FIRST RESPONDERS BEGAN WORKING ON ME SAYING THEY WON'T LET ME DIE I SAID WHY NOT DON'T YOU SEE MARY I CRIED I TRULY WANTED TO DIE TO ENTER THIS PLACE MY GRAND SAID ITS NOT HER TIME YET DOA DOA I THOUGHT OH NO THE LADY IN THE CAR HAS DIED NOT KNOWING I WAS THE DOA I SLIPPED INTO A COMA LONG RECOVERY I FORGOT HOW TO PEE OR HOLD A FORK SHAKE THE SALT SHAKER TIE MY SHOE I ONLY RECOGNIZED PRIMARY COLORS I WAS NOW PARTIALLY BLIND THREE YEAR OLD LADY MY YOUNG CHILDREN BEGAN TEACHING ME TO TIE MY SHOE AGAIN I'D WRITTEN AN AUTOBIOGRAPHY AND LOTS OF POEMS I WAS SO AFRAID MY BRAIN WOULD DIE I CRIED WHEN I SHOULD LAUGH AND LAUGHED WHEN I SHOULD BE CRYING LIFE AS I KNEW HAD DIED I WAS NOW A TRAUMATIC BRAIN INJURED AMERICAN RELIVING TRAUMATIC EVENTS SUFFERING FROM DEPRESSIVE DISIRDER PANIC DISORDER ANXIETY DISORDER AND POST TRAUMATIC STRESS DISORDER MEDICATION PAIN MANAGEMENT LIVING IN A WORLD OF FEAR AFRAID OF MY SHADOW AFRAID OF HAVING A PANIC ATTACK IN PUBLIC I SUFFERED LEARNING EVERYTHING ALL OVER I PRAYED READ WROTE SANG HOME VISITS FROM LAWYERS INSURANCE COMPANIES DOCTORS NEUROLOGISTS THERAPISTS PSYCHOLOGISTS TRAUMATIC BRAIN INJURY GROUPS DISABILITY RIGHTS DOMESTIC VIOLENCE GROUPS AND GOD MY CATHOLIC FAITH TRULY SAVED MY LIFE THROUGH SICKNESS AND IN HEALTH I WAS BEING ABUSED BULLIED BY MY EX HUSBAND WHO BEGAN EMBEZZLING FUNDS WITH THIS JAMAICAN IMPOSTER IMPERSONATING ME RECIEVING FUNDS ON MY BEHALF WHILE I SURVIVED ON MY DISABILY INCOME WRITING POETRY PRAYING COPING I WAS BLESSED TO SURVIVED I HAD CONTACTED THE FBI ABOUT HOME INVASIONS CIRO GARGANO THE ARSON MURDERER OF 9 BLACKMAILING MY EX HUSBAND BECAUSE HE WAS HIS ACTUAL ACCOMPLICE IN THE ARSON THAT KILLED VICTIM NUMBER 9 TOGETHER THEY PLOTTED MY DEATH THE JAMAICAN FEMALE AND HER GUNMAN FROM JOHNSON DRUG DEALERS ON VICTORIA STREET IN NORTH CHICAGO EXPOSED TO MY WEARING WIRES PREGNANT BUYING WEAPONS AND DRUGS FOR THE FBI CONVICTED 30 ISLANDERS WHO WERE EXILED HIDING IN TAMPA FLORIDA CIRO GARGANO PLOTTED MY DEATH THE GUNMAN KILLED AT MY FEET THEY THEN GATHERED TO BLOW MY BRAINS OUT BY CAR BOMB ONLY I SURVIVED THE BOMB BLAST THEY THEN POSTED AN IMPOSTER IN ORDER TO IMPERSONATE ME WITH IDENTITY FRAUD GAINING ANNUITY PAYMENTS WITH A STRUCTURED SETTLEMENT ON BEHALF OF MY TRAUMATIC BRAIN INJURY PERSON INJURY CLAIM WHEN I EXPOSED THEM THEY GREW ENRAGED AND WENT AFTER MY AMERICAN POETRY MY POETRY IS MY VOICE EVEN ON MY DEATH BED I WROTE POETRY FROM A HOSPITAL BED THIS RESULTED IN THIS CRIMINAL GROUP COMMITTING A DATA BREACH OF IDENTITY FRAUD MEDICAL FRAUD WIRE FRAUD MAIL FRAUD INTERFERRING WITH MEDICAL TREATMENT HACKING INTO THE HOSPITAL SYSTEM IN TAMPA I SURVIVED JOHNSON AND JOHNSON JAMAICAN CRIMINAL GROUP WORKING FOR SERIAL KILLER ARSON MURDERER CIRO GARGANO AND MY ABUSIVE EX HUSBAND HIS ACCOMPLICE SUPPLIER OF EMCO CHEMICAL KILLING VICTIM 9 SPRINGTIME CHECKER CAB NORTH CHICAGO ILLINOIS COVERED IN SOOT FUMES AFTER MEETING WITH CIRO GARGANO BLACKMAILING HIM OVER A PAPER TAG HE CONTINUED TO MAIL OVER 311 DOLLARS CAR PAYMENT FROM MARC AUTOS ON PALM BEACH BLVD. FORT MYERS GARGANO WAS ANGRY AT THE MAYOR BOBBY THOMPSON AND THE BUILDING COMMISIONERS FOR CITATING HIS SLUM PROPERTIES ON SHERIDAN RD HE'D PLOTTED THE ULTIMATE FIRES TO ENGULF SHERIDAN RD INTO ASH FILLED WITH FURY AND EMCO CHEMICALS SMOKE FILLED THE AIR SIRENS A VERY ODD SMELL OF CAMPHOR PETROLEUM LIQUID SLOW BURN MY EYES WIDE SHUT SEVERE DOMESTIC ABUSE SILENCING ME FOR YEARS AWAITING MY DEMISE AWAITING MY DEATH THAT FINALLY ARRIVED AN ASSASSIN FOLLOWED BY THREATS LEADING TO THE INFAMOUS CAR BOMBING THAT BLEW UP MY SKULL FEASTING ON MY LIVELY HOOD AND EXTORT MY POETRY LEAVING JOHN PATE UNSOLVED LASALLE AND STATE HIS FORD GEN TORCHED IN GARGANO LOT NORTH CHICAGO FBI ARSON EXPLOSIVES CAR BOMBING DIVISION

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THE CAR BOMB THAT ENDED MY LIFE FBI ARSON AND CAR BOMB DIVISION

FIRE! UPDATED 1998 IN 2021 BY COVERUPS PAYOFFS GARGANO FAKED HIS OWN DEATH MEMORIAL DAY 1999 THE CAR BOMB THAT ENDED MY LIFE AT LEAST AS I'VE KNOWN IT ON THIS DAY THE SKY WAS SO BLUE RIDING ALONG CAPE CORAL PARK WAY THE CLOUDS RESTED OVER THE EDISON BRIDGE A FAINT RAINBOW HOVERED MY MIND THOUGHT OF DOROTHY FROM THE WIZARD OF OZ WHY IT WAS AFTER WITNESSING A MURDER SORTED BLISS I SUPPOSE AS THE CITRUS GROVES FLORISHED THE SCENT OF ORANGES LEMONS AND LIMES I REMEMDER FEELING THIS HEAVENLY FEELING WHEN WE APPROACHED THE LIGHTS I NOTICED A RED TRUCK AND TWO MEN WORKING ON STREET POLES I THOUGHT THIS IS ODD THE LIGHT TURNED GREEN CLICK CLICK BOOM WHAM A WHITE HYUNDAI SLAMS RIGHT INTO US THE MERCURY SPINNED AS MY HEAD SLAMMED HARD AGAINST THE SIDE DOOR PANEL MY BRAIN SHOOK INSIDE MY SKULL BECAUSE I FELT AS IF THE CAR WAS STILL SPINNING BUT IT WAS STILL THE DRIVER ASKED ME WAS I OKAY WHILE RUSHING FROM THE VEHICLE LOOKING BACK LIKE THE MAN IN THE GODFATHER MOVIE RIGHT BEGORE APOLLONIA CAR BLEW UP FUZZ SIZZLED FROM THE RADIO I HEARD SOMEONE SAY JUST COVER YOUR EYE BABY I THOUGHT IS THAT YOU JESUS AGAIN JUST COVER YOUR EYE BABY THE VOICE WAS THST OF NONE OTHER THAN CIRO GARGANO THE ARSON MURDERER OF 9 BUT WHY PLACING MY HAND OVER MY EYE AFRAID TO OPEN THE DOOR I THOUGHT IF THE FILM CASINO COULD THE CAR BLOW STILL COVERING MY EYE TICK TICK TICKING COMING FROM THE DASH DESPERATELY I AWAITS THIS BOMB 30 SECONDS I COUNTED THE LIGHT SWITCHED AND BAM THE BOMB IGNITED MY FACE SHATTERED MY BONES RATTLED AGAINST MY CHEEK DAZED UNCONSCIOUS MY EYE CRUSHED OVER MY EYE PINKISH BEIGE SUBSTANCE COVERED THE DASH AND WINDSHIELD IT WAS FROM UNDER MY CRUSHED EYE SOCKET I GLANCED IN THE MIRROR AND NOTICE MY EYE DANGLING I BEGAN FILLING THIS SUBSTANCE BACK UNDERNEATH MY EYE DISFIGURED BUT ALIVE SUDDENLY I HOVERED OVER MY BODY WATCHING MY DEATH MY BODY IN A FETAL POSITION PANTING I PLEADED WITH GOD TO LET ME GO MY DECEASED LOVED ONES BEGAN RUSHING TO GREET ME TO THIS HEAVELY PLACE FULL OF GREENERY HARPS PLAYING MARY WOMAN TELLING ME HE IS WITH ME MEANING JESUS I SAID I'M DEAD I CAN'T GO BACK IN THAT BROKEN MESS GOD ASKED ME DID I BELIEVE I WOULD DIE AND LIVE I SAID YES I DO IN THAT MOMENT FIRST RESPONDERS BEGAN WORKING ON ME SAYING THEY WON'T LET ME DIE I SAID WHY NOT DON'T YOU SEE MARY I CRIED I TRULY WANTED TO DIE TO ENTER THIS PLACE MY GRAND SAID ITS NOT HER TIME YET DOA DOA I THOUGHT OH NO THE LADY IN THE CAR HAS DIED NOT KNOWING I WAS THE DOA I SLIPPED INTO A COMA LONG RECOVERY I FORGOT HOW TO PEE OR HOLD A FORK SHAKE THE SALT SHAKER TIE MY SHOE I ONLY RECOGNIZED PRIMARY COLORS I WAS NOW PARTIALLY BLIND THREE YEAR OLD LADY MY YOUNG CHILDREN BEGAN TEACHING ME TO TIE MY SHOE AGAIN I'D WRITTEN AN AUTOBIOGRAPHY AND LOTS OF POEMS I WAS SO AFRAID MY BRAIN WOULD DIE I CRIED WHEN I SHOULD LAUGH AND LAUGHED WHEN I SHOULD BE CRYING LIFE AS I KNEW HAD DIED I WAS NOW A TRAUMATIC BRAIN INJURED AMERICAN RELIVING TRAUMATIC EVENTS SUFFERING FROM DEPRESSIVE DISIRDER PANIC DISORDER ANXIETY DISORDER AND POST TRAUMATIC STRESS DISORDER MEDICATION PAIN MANAGEMENT LIVING IN A WORLD OF FEAR AFRAID OF MY SHADOW AFRAID OF HAVING A PANIC ATTACK IN PUBLIC I SUFFERED LEARNING EVERYTHING ALL OVER I PRAYED READ WROTE SANG HOME VISITS FROM LAWYERS INSURANCE COMPANIES DOCTORS NEUROLOGISTS THERAPISTS PSYCHOLOGISTS TRAUMATIC BRAIN INJURY GROUPS DISABILITY RIGHTS DOMESTIC VIOLENCE GROUPS AND GOD MY CATHOLIC FAITH TRULY SAVED MY LIFE THROUGH SICKNESS AND IN HEALTH I WAS BEING ABUSED BULLIED BY MY EX HUSBAND WHO BEGAN EMBEZZLING FUNDS WITH THIS JAMAICAN IMPOSTER IMPERSONATING ME RECIEVING FUNDS ON MY BEHALF WHILE I SURVIVED ON MY DISABILY INCOME WRITING POETRY PRAYING COPING I WAS BLESSED TO SURVIVED I HAD CONTACTED THE FBI ABOUT HOME INVASIONS CIRO GARGANO THE ARSON MURDERER OF 9 BLACKMAILING MY EX HUSBAND BECAUSE HE WAS HIS ACTUAL ACCOMPLICE IN THE ARSON THAT KILLED VICTIM NUMBER 9 TOGETHER THEY PLOTTED MY DEATH THE JAMAICAN FEMALE AND HER GUNMAN FROM JOHNSON DRUG DEALERS ON VICTORIA STREET IN NORTH CHICAGO EXPOSED TO MY WEARING WIRES PREGNANT BUYING WEAPONS AND DRUGS FOR THE FBI CONVICTED 30 ISLANDERS WHO WERE EXILED HIDING IN TAMPA FLORIDA CIRO GARGANO PLOTTED MY DEATH THE GUNMAN KILLED AT MY FEET THEY THEN GATHERED TO BLOW MY BRAINS OUT BY CAR BOMB ONLY I SURVIVED THE BOMB BLAST THEY THEN POSTED AN IMPOSTER IN ORDER TO IMPERSONATE ME WITH IDENTITY FRAUD GAINING ANNUITY PAYMENTS WITH A STRUCTURED SETTLEMENT ON BEHALF OF MY TRAUMATIC BRAIN INJURY PERSON INJURY CLAIM WHEN I EXPOSED THEM THEY GREW ENRAGED AND WENT AFTER MY AMERICAN POETRY MY POETRY IS MY VOICE EVEN ON MY DEATH BED I WROTE POETRY FROM A HOSPITAL BED THIS RESULTED IN THIS CRIMINAL GROUP COMMITTING A DATA BREACH OF IDENTITY FRAUD MEDICAL FRAUD WIRE FRAUD MAIL FRAUD INTERFERRING WITH MEDICAL TREATMENT HACKING INTO THE HOSPITAL SYSTEM IN TAMPA I SURVIVED JOHNSON AND JOHNSON JAMAICAN CRIMINAL GROUP WORKING FOR SERIAL KILLER ARSON MURDERER CIRO GARGANO AND MY ABUSIVE EX HUSBAND HIS ACCOMPLICE SUPPLIER OF EMCO CHEMICAL KILLING VICTIM 9 SPRINGTIME CHECKER CAB NORTH CHICAGO ILLINOIS COVERED IN SOOT FUMES AFTER MEETING WITH CIRO GARGANO BLACKMAILING HIM OVER A PAPER TAG HE CONTINUED TO MAIL OVER 311 DOLLARS CAR PAYMENT FROM MARC AUTOS ON PALM BEACH BLVD. FORT MYERS GARGANO WAS ANGRY AT THE MAYOR BOBBY THOMPSON AND THE BUILDING COMMISIONERS FOR CITATING HIS SLUM PROPERTIES ON SHERIDAN RD HE'D PLOTTED THE ULTIMATE FIRES TO ENGULF SHERIDAN RD INTO ASH FILLED WITH FURY AND EMCO CHEMICALS SMOKE FILLED THE AIR SIRENS A VERY ODD SMELL OF CAMPHOR PETROLEUM LIQUID SLOW BURN MY EYES WIDE SHUT SEVERE DOMESTIC ABUSE SILENCING ME FOR YEARS AWAITING MY DEMISE AWAITING MY DEATH THAT FINALLY ARRIVED AN ASSASSIN FOLLOWED BY THREATS LEADING TO THE INFAMOUS CAR BOMBING THAT BLEW UP MY SKULL FEASTING ON MY LIVELY HOOD AND EXTORT MY POETRY LEAVING JOHN PATE UNSOLVED LASALLE AND STATE HIS FORD GEN TORCHED IN GARGANO LOT NORTH CHICAGO FBI ARSON EXPLOSIVES CAR BOMBING DIVISION