And there's no way he was a psychopath to me, but a thousand fucking percent.

That man is textbook psychopath.

He told me that I needed to be fucked.

And that needed to happen in front of Corey.

She's like, butkeelin, like, what if Pantino is the next Jesus?

And I was like, where the fuck am I?

I did not feel safe.

But I felt safer in the sexual expression than I did in resisting it.

They won't tell you which country until you sign the NDA because so many women have gone after him.

I was laying in bed at home and my kids were asking me for breakfast.

I couldn't even get out of bed.

Like I was just not even a human. I wasn't even a shell of a human. The There are journalists and then there are journalists.

Most journalists covering a story like this would do their research, write their peace, file it, and move on.

Evo van Vurdon is not that kind of journalist. He's the kind of journalist who, when he encounters a story this important, gives years of his life to it.

Because the story demanded it, and he understood what was at stake.

Evo and I have known each other for over four years now. In that time, we've shared information,

compared notes, and become genuine friends. I've watched him navigate the tactics that

Bantino Massaro and his organization threw at him, the public callouts, the mobilization of followers, the attempts to intimidate.

And I've watched him keep going anyway.

With tenacity, yes, but also with the level of compassion and empathy for the people

whose stories he was carrying that is genuinely rare in any field, let alone journalism. The result is a book.

In the Grepe van de Chourou, in the grip of the guru. As of this episode coming out, the book

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