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  • The Pinecone Killer
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    It's 1963. It feels like there's all the time in the world, but that's all it is- just a feeling. The clock is ticking, and the sun is setting. It's my mind that is held secret, but my actions that will be known world wide. It's my name that will soak your history books in blood. You can hear what sounds like "truth...