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Family and How We Unthinkingly Break It

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I have a Russian cousin, Tatiana.  More accurately she is my Russian wife's cousin, about 50 now while I am at 55 and the wife at 47. Sofia Butusova, Suicided at 11 Tatiana, or more simply, Tanya, hasn't had a fair shake in life.  Divorced long ago.  Later made pregnant by a man most married.  He to another lady with two children.  Imagine the surprise. That was 11 years back.  Sofia was born.  Brunette, shy, knows who her father is but can never really spend time with him. Instead she has mother Tanya, by Russian law an invalid due to her ongoing leukemia or blood cancer.  She also has a grandmother who with weak recollection struck me as something of a bitch.  Never liked her.  Tanya and I get along well enough. Being an invalid in Russia isn't great.  Monthly compensation from 12,000 to 21,000 rubles a month or US$200 to US$320. Not much to living in Russian poverty though they own their own home, a gift from father. ...

5 Days in December or how I got played hard

FIVE DAYS IN DECEMBER: я люблю тебя проста чтобы ты знал удачи фотки класные Rick Macy  and Genya Kosheleva 2011/2012/2013                              Someday I Hope to Have My Name Here   GENYA PART ONE From Wikipedia, “The Three Laws of Robotics (often shortened to The Three Laws or Three Laws) are a set of rules devised by the science fiction author Isaac Asimov. The Three Laws are: A robot may not injure a human being or, through inaction, allow a human being to come to harm. A robot must obey the orders given to it by human beings, except where such orders would conflict with the First Law. A robot must protect its own existence as long as such protection does not conflict with the First or Second Laws. “…through inaction, allow a human being to come to harm.”  I never considered myself a robot. I never ever considered that I should be bound by ‘robot laws’.  I never ever in my wildest d...

Psyops Across an Ocean

I had left Russia for the US mid October threatened by the same folk, kidnapping, the theft of my flat, and my death.  These told me by then-exwife Svetlana, former lover Genya Kosheleva and two other Uzbeks whose names I have on recordings in those tense week. My world upside down, I begged my wife and son.  She calmly replied she'd come in a few weeks.  Her calmness quite unbelievable. I flew via Frankfurt to Boston Logan where people appeared to be waiting for me in my seat.  This in addition to short dark nearly bald coming at me at feigned beck and call of Albina and Genya.  This had happened at the McDonald's by where we live And there I learned how effective a camera may be when someone prefers to stay alone.   Met in Boston Logan, Adam Stanhope my new pal and source of drugs.  In Sept 2011 he introduced to me to synthetic cathinone MDPV and later via his associate MDMA via Mark Brady, he of iron river, Wisconsin. The1st few days Adam offer...

Eating or Slowly Being Poisoned, There's a Question.

I just noticed coming back from a 5-week stay at a Russian state hotel hospital where the food was quite bland, no coffee, no meats that I had no stomach problems upon my return home into Svetlana's cooking.  Since my return my the problems are worrisome I've had the lots of Maalox I had to throw away food.  Svetlana directed me to eat a banana for relief.  It was anything but as I vomited it out in under a minute.   I had the hiccups most of the day and had taken 3 phenezapam and had been smoking.  My logic muscle relaxer and the smoke itself.  My diaghphram closed up and  couldn't breathe. Recalled cold Turkey off antidepressant, Fevarin.  This time 1/2 poll a day before bed.  No hiccups or stomach ailments today.    and I can't help but to wonder we forgiven each other but you know the whole story we were into some very evil stuff where I was to be held accountable for the murder of a black president named Obama I was t...

Jason Smolek, CIA?

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