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"DIRTY NAZI BASTARD!" I say, "I HATE YOUR GUTS! KILL YOURSELF NOW! 764321 DIE! DIE, NAZI BASTARD, DIE!"
I learn later that
deMohrenschildt has killed himself with a shotgun blast to the head, while
taping a television soap opera, so there would be no doubt that it was suicide and not murder,
just before he was to testify before the House Assassinations Committee on the Kennedy assassination.
But this was not the story of deMohrenschildt who had been forced into the service of the Nazis, not
the story of the upper class Jewish girls I loved so much at Xanadu, not the story of The Russian Girl
and her last kiss. This was the story of Jackie of the Old Places, not the Jackie that deMohrenschildt
knew, but the little girl who put up the T. Casey Brennan fan page, and said I had a fan club
at her school. Not because I ever really knew her, not because I ever met her or heard her voice, but
because, somehow, I believed she was my last hope to solve the Kennedy assassination for the world.
And in dreams, in dreams, in dreams, she is with me. Artwork by MT Or See: CONJURELLA AVOCA Temporarily Out Of Service Or See: 21st CENTURY CONJURELLA: THE LAST WITCH Temporarily Out Of Service Or See: CRYSTAL MEMORIES Temporarily Out Of Service Or: CONJURELLA KRISHNA Temporarily Out Of Service Or: Go Back One Page
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