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Welcome to Obscira, where we shine a light on the dark. Part one, a dead boy. Part 1. A Dead Boy is a Horrible Thing

March 23rd, 1924, Chicago, Illinois.

Nathan Leopold woke at 7.15 a.m.

He called a friend and asked if they would cover for him in class that day.

He then got ready for the day.

When Nathan was eating breakfast, Richard Loeb arrived as planned. The pair carried

a bucket, soap, brush, and clothes out to the garage. The cleanup is proving to be more

challenging than expected. The blood set in and is matted in clumps. There is skin, bone fragments, brain matter, and vomit.

Human waste that neither we uphold nor lobe accounted for in their plans.

The two have to recycle the water often.

Within 30 minutes, their arms burn.

It's exhausting work. Nathan is focused on the endless scrubbing.

When he turns to see the family chauffeur standing in the garage, a puzzled look on the witness's face.

He asks if they need help cleaning the car. Nathan explains the two spilled an entire bottle of wine, feel that it is

their responsibility to clean the mess. The chauffeur asks if he could be of any assistance at all.

Nathan requests stronger soap in another bucket. When the chauffeur returns, he explains the only

soap he has is likely too strong and could damage the paint job.

Richard takes the soap and begins using it, despite these warnings.

The chauffeur sighs.

There would be discoloration.

He knows it.

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