Part 26 (2/2)

Maybe it's the plant-Zenith the ivy. My subconscious telling me to go in and water the poor little thing before it dies of thirst. go in and water the poor little thing before it dies of thirst.

Well...why not?

F R O M T H E D I S P AT C H E S O F I R O N - G U T S H E C K S L E R.

Apr 4 81 0600 hrs Pk Ave So NYC

Zero hour approaching. I plan to make my entry into the Publis.h.i.+ng House of Satan across the street in 2-3 hours. ”Crazy Guitar Gertie” disguise put away. Respectable businessman in weekend clothes now, HA!

Look out, you Designated Jew. I will be in your office by noon, waiting

On Monday morning your a.s.s is mine.

No more dreams of CARLOS. He may be gone. Good. One less thing to worry about.

from THE SAKRED BOO K O F C ARLOS THE SAKRED BOO K O F C ARLOS

SAKRED MONTH OFAPRA (Entry #79)

Sat.u.r.day morning. As soon as I finish this entry, I leave for Zenith

House of Kaka-p.o.o.p. Have my ”special suitcase” with all sakred sacrifice

knives. They are ”plenty sharp,” too! I am dressed nice, like a business

man on his Sat.u.r.day in the city. I should have no problems penetrating

into that house of thiefs and mockers.

Wonder if Kenton got my ”little present.”

Wonder if he knows what's happening with his girl-friend or should

I say ex girlfriend. Too bad he'll be dead before she can give him anymore

”p.u.s.s.y.” Innocent blood! Innocent blood from her if no other first!

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