America, you will realize today and tomorrow that this world is made up of all human beings,

who have the same general needs and wants in life for themselves, their kin, community, and state.

That is the freedom to live and love. They may eat different foods, enjoy different

music, have different dialects, or speak a different language. But in essence are no different from

you and I. This is America.

We are not a perfect sovereign country, as we have our own flaws, but we are the closest

that will ever exist.

It's kind of sad I won't be around to view and enjoy the Hangover Three.

What an awesome trilogy. February 3rd, 2013, the Super Bowl,

Ravens First 49ers, Tim Tebow. A diamond ring on the finger of a dead woman in the front seat

of a white Kia Optima on the top floor of a parking garage, a dead campus

officer in the seat next to her.

Victoria Rado.

Irving PD homicide detective knew this wasn't just a simple case of a thug hopped up on

black beauties and cigarettes dipped in formaldehyde,

blown away a couple up on Lovers Lane for his sick kicks or from messages he heard on the race music charts.

This was a killing.

Fourteen shell casings are scattered across the oil stains

and tire tracks like Dandruff from an exomatic scalp, scratched to flakes by the

filed nails of crime. This young couple was dead. Ballistics came back from the lab. The weapons had

been fired using a suppressor, a tube that makes things go quiet. Her Tata wished she had one for her husband's mouth sometimes.

But the detectives were stumped.

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