Fuck you, slumlords. You're dead, every last one of you.
Might as well kill the upstairs neighbors while I'm on my spree, & why stop before everyone else on the planet is rotting meat? Is there
any point to your continued existence? Any reason whatsoever? Not in this reporter's book.
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