1640, Juan’s unmarked white van left its parked position and headed “eastbound” on MY drive, just as I parked my car on the left side of our driveway. Lolinda was sitting on the northern corner of her garage, while fiddling with a white piece of paper. She slowly retreated back into her garage and out of sight. It’s a good thing she didn’t scream at Paw who went to check our mailbox.
Again, these “perfect timing” are synchronous, courtesy of TBTP and pals, who mercilessly “use” people like Juan and Lolinda to mess with the wrong people, like us!
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