Beneath the radiant midday sun, Roy Schestowitz and I stood across from the formidable government office building, our hearts synchronizing their rapid beats. The day had finally arrived to set our audacious plan into motion, the city’s energy mirroring our blend of excitement and unease.
The consistent use of the guys full name, the subject matter of the stories, consistent 3rd person point of view in the narratives, full transcripts of conversations despite the writers memory being “not the best”… Definitely seems like the writer wants people searching for his name to turn up weird stories.
I’m going to report for harrassment. Seems like this person is a stalker or at best a jilted ex.