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Music I'm Brett.

And I'm Alice.

And we are the prosecutors.

I'm a Today on the crossroad, fell down on my knees.

Ask the Lord above, have mercy now, save poor Bob, if you please.

Thank you. have mercy now, save poor Bob, if you please. Hello everybody and welcome to this episode of the prosecutors.

I'm Brett, and I'm joined, as always, by that hellhound on my trail, Alice.

Oh, Brett, here we go. I feel like when we start getting into the depths of October,

Mr. Edgar Allan Poe poet comes out. Well, you know, Robert Johnson, the king of the Memphis Blues, one of the greatest guitarist ever, who, it is said, sold his soul to the devil at a crossroads one night so that he

could play guitar better than anyone in the world. He wrote lots of great songs and he loved to write songs about

roads, crossroads, spooky things that happen in the night when you're traveling. And it seemed like

an appropriate guy to cite given what we're going to be talking about today. Good thing I just

finished my road trip because I certainly don't want

to be going on any road trips after tonight's episode. Yeah, you know, the great thing. This is obviously

our third October episode. I hope you guys have been enjoying October. And always, the one before

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