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One Hundred and Three Arrests

You've heard it before, that love is the answer but what of those that are incapable of love. Sniffing the throat of society predators in the dark mist spreading their stench. Lifting their leg on societal dreams opportunists waiting for an opening. Of which rose colored courts are providing. With four leaf clover revolving doors... gambling on our dime-with our lives spinning vermin back into our throats killing our songs time after time.. One hundred and three prior arrests for this latest pest. Surely not the poster child for "prison reform", that they were hoping for... One hundred and three prior arrests... amongst them assault and sexual predation .. His latest game, nonchalantly punched a ninety two year old lady(white). Knocking her to the street... You say love is the answer-I say not in all cases Rabid slugs sliming society's blossom belong to none but the grave. One hundred and three prior arrests. And counting. a true story

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Date: 6/18/2020 8:08:00 PM
100 per cent. Three tries/strikes and you're right. If not the death penalty, then life in prison. (As an ex-prison guard, amazingly enough, I know that if you're back a third time, you are through). :) gw
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