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Kiss, Kill, Repeat
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Ongoing, First published Nov 08, 2025
Mature
A chilling deep-dive into one of the most disturbing unsolved cases of my time.
Between 2009 and 2018, a string of murders shocked the nation - victims found with the same signature mark: a kiss on the wrist, left in blood. The killer was never caught.
Through police records, survivor accounts, and disturbing confession tapes, this documentary uncovers how one man turned love into a weapon... and murder into art.

Some stories don't end. They just repeat.
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