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2003-06-25 - 8:52 p.m.
You can take the meds. You can talk to the shrink. And it just makes the frequency lower. Jenny's still gone. Every day I see a part of her here, and I still feel sad.
Our boys are here. Her picture on the fridge. A book. A gift. A link.
Her food in my fridge. How sad is that?
The little bastard sits in Cook County. It'll be slow going 'til justice. One to two years for Murder One.
The courts are slow.
I hope he gets shivved. Fucker.
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So, how do you like them apples?