True Story©... The Treasure Hunt Pt. III
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[Pt. I can be reached here ] [Pt. II can be reached here ] A bait car… After ALL the shit I lined up to excite these people into participating in my little game, a matriarch-fornicating BAIT CAR?!!? When I left you, a complete creative brain fart caused me to latch onto the first thing to grab and hold my attention in a manner that I felt could be effectively used. So frantic was I to get some shit in action that I didn’t consider the fact that I was in the damned ‘hood and that cops might be looking for whatever opportunity they could find – or, as it were, CREATE – to “protect and serve” the community. First thing’s first… My perpetual thumb-on-the-scale approach to making sure my chosen few make it to the finale worked like a charm. They were not the first there. In fact they were fourth, fifth and sixth if I am to believe the order in which I received their responses. ...