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Driving down Tracy blvd on my way home...
by JS
Last week I was driving home from work... I use to live in Sandra's neighborhood in 2001. I felt like she was in a brown building... with wood type coverings on where you would see windows... I felt like she was alone and scared... but alive. She was was "tended to" by a Mexican man. Short and stubby... darker complexion... But I am probably just reaching for straws... and wishing I could just run in that building and rescue her. Obviously that didn't happen. But during this particular part of the drive, I did not know where Sandra Lived yet or where they were going to find her little body. It turns out that my vision was right in between those two places....
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