Halloween Monsters: Ronald Clark O'Bryan
Sources:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dean_Corll https://mysteriesandmurder.wordpress.com/2020/11/01/the-man-who-killed-halloween/ https://www.ctpost.com/news/article/Man-Who-Ruined-Halloween-Recounting-the-14663666.php https://www.courtlistener.com/opinion/1793039/obryan-v-state/?q=ronald%20clark https://www.aetv.com/real-crime/the-man-who-killed-halloween https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ronald_Clark_O%27Bryan
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Zevon Odelberg is a true crime podcast host and disability advocate. Zevon has cerebral palsy and he wants Kinda Murdery to be welcoming community for people with disabilities and for people living with challenges of any kind. Life can be hard, but being together makes it better.
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Speaker 1: you today. It's a terrible, horrible story, one whose psychological
Speaker 1: effects reverberated throughout society and that impacted the way that
Speaker 1: people parent this time of year, an impact that is
Speaker 1: still felt today. Nevertheless, I have to tell you Halloween
Speaker 1: is my favorite holiday, and I'm stoked it's October. But
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Speaker 1: join me as we uncover what truths we can and
Speaker 1: solve what mysteries we may kind of murderies. The real
Speaker 1: life Candy Man, a Halloween horror starts now a year
Speaker 1: after year. As October begins, autumn leaves fall, and a
Speaker 1: chill creeps into the air, the ritual of Halloween takes
Speaker 1: center stage. Children garbed in the costumes of their heroes,
Speaker 1: fantastical creatures or spooky monsters, march down neighborhood streets with
Speaker 1: plastic pumpkins and candy bags in hand. The night is
Speaker 1: a symphony of laughter and shouts of trick or treat
Speaker 1: as kids knock on doors and hold out their bags
Speaker 1: for sugary offerings. For many families, the culmination of this
Speaker 1: cherished event lies in the simple post trick or treat
Speaker 1: moment when the children can finally sit down and sift
Speaker 1: through their trove of candies, each one a tiny trophy
Speaker 1: of their night's adventure. True toothrotting treasure, a few select
Speaker 1: pieces are chosen, the rest are saved for later days.
Speaker 1: But in nineteen seventy four, for eight year old time
Speaker 1: Timothy O'Brien, this quintessential moment of childhood joy would take
Speaker 1: an unimaginable, horrific turn. The festivities that had been a
Speaker 1: wellspring of happiness would abruptly end in tragedy. I'm about
Speaker 1: to tell you about a dark episode that prompts somber
Speaker 1: reflection on how some traditions, pure in their intent and
Speaker 1: innocent in their execution, can be marred by malevolence lurking
Speaker 1: in the shadows. For the community and for the nation
Speaker 1: at large, Timothy's story became a wake up call, a
Speaker 1: somber lesson on the vulnerability that exists when trust is
Speaker 1: assumed rather than ensured. In deer Park, Texas, a suburban
Speaker 1: community with its own struggles and dreams lived the O'Brien family.
Speaker 1: Ronald Clark O'Brien, the family patriarch, held a job as
Speaker 1: an optician at Texas State Optical Company. His wife, Daneen,
Speaker 1: and their two children, Timothy aged eight and Elizabeth, aged five,
Speaker 1: completed the family unit. On the surface, they could have
Speaker 1: been any American family striving for stability and happiness. However,
Speaker 1: beneath the facade of suburban normalcy lurked a strain of
Speaker 1: desperate financial woes. Ronald was entangled in a web of
Speaker 1: monetary difficulties so severe that the family had been compelled
Speaker 1: to sell their home simply to keep afloat. These weren't
Speaker 1: mere bumps in the road. They were precipices, threatening to
Speaker 1: plunge the family into a chasm of ruin. So acute
Speaker 1: were Ronald's financial strains that they became a reoccurring topic
Speaker 1: of conversation among his circle of friends and acquaintances. Ronald
Speaker 1: alluded to an upcoming windfall, telling some people that he
Speaker 1: thought he expected to come into a sum of money
Speaker 1: by the year's end. Given the subsequent tragedy that we're
Speaker 1: about to investigate these statements now hanging in the air.
Speaker 1: Fraught with chilling implications. The backdrop of financial desperation adds
Speaker 1: another layer to a story already steeped in sadness and malice.
Speaker 1: It beckons us to consider how societal pressures and material
Speaker 1: wants can warp the human psyche, potentially pushing individuals to
Speaker 1: unconscionable acts. In Ronald's case, his fiscal trouble became more
Speaker 1: than just numbers on a paper. They turned into a
Speaker 1: foreboding subtext to the tragedy that would soon unfold. In
Speaker 1: a decision that would later take on grim significance, Ronald
Speaker 1: Clark O'Brien opted to substantially increase the life insurance policies
Speaker 1: on his children. By the time mid October nineteen seventy
Speaker 1: four rolled around, Timothy and Elizabeth each had individual coverage
Speaker 1: amounting to forty thousand dollars, a considerable sum, especially when
Speaker 1: compared to the minimal insurance held by Ronald and his wife, Daneen.
Speaker 1: Ronald's decision to up his children's life insurance wasn't just
Speaker 1: an administrative change, nor was it inspired by concern for
Speaker 1: their welfare. Instead, it was a haunting clue, a disquieting
Speaker 1: piece of a puzzle that was yet to be fully understood.
Speaker 1: In the broader context of his financial difficulties, this uptick
Speaker 1: in life insurance for the children and not for the
Speaker 1: parents became a glaring anomaly. It was as if Ronald
Speaker 1: was hedging bets against fate itself, setting a state for
Speaker 1: a windfall that was, to put it mildly darkly opportunistic.
Speaker 1: The transaction raised troubling questions. Why would a father, be
Speaker 1: leaguered by financial instability, focus so intently on ensuring a
Speaker 1: hefty life insurance payout for his children while leaving himself
Speaker 1: and his spouse relatively unprotected. The unsettling choices that Ronald made,
Speaker 1: whether motivated by despair or malice, reiterate the disturbing notion
Speaker 1: that family bonds can be manipulated, leveraged as commodities when
Speaker 1: the soul is darkened by desperation or malevolence. It forces
Speaker 1: us to confront the uncomfortable truth, the all too common
Speaker 1: truth that sometimes the most significant threats to a family's
Speaker 1: well being come from within. In the months leading up
Speaker 1: to that ill fated Halloween, Ronald Clark O'Brien seemed to
Speaker 1: develop an unsettling interest in cyanide, a chemical compound notorious
Speaker 1: for its lethal potency and its telltale almond like bitter taste.
Speaker 1: In August of nineteen seventy four, O'Brien initiated a conversation
Speaker 1: with a friend who was employed at Archochemical company, the
Speaker 1: topic the different types of available cyanide. Of course, this
Speaker 1: peculiar interest didn't stop with a single conversation. He also
Speaker 1: broached the subject with his coworkers, weaving a threat of
Speaker 1: premeditation that would later cast the shadow of guilt. O'Brien's
Speaker 1: unnerving fascination with cyanide took a more concrete form when
Speaker 1: he visited Curtin Matheson's Scientific Company, a chemical outlet situated
Speaker 1: in Houston. There, he learned that cyanide was sold primarily
Speaker 1: in large quantities for industrial use. Undeterred, he pressed further,
Speaker 1: asking where he might acquire the deadly chemical in a smaller,
Speaker 1: more manageable amount. Each of these steps, each conversation, inquiry,
Speaker 1: and visit, forms a chilling chapter and a narrative that
Speaker 1: was quietly unfolding behind the scenes. For anyone else, Questions
Speaker 1: about toxic substances might be spurred by professional necessity, or
Speaker 1: perhaps by idle curiosity, But in Ronald's case, they were
Speaker 1: alarmingly focused questions and in retrospect, laden with intent. These
Speaker 1: actions don't merely exist as isolated occurrences. They accumulate as
Speaker 1: a chilling foreshadowing, gradually sketching the outline of a heinous,
Speaker 1: premeditated act. They force us to ponder the sobering reality
Speaker 1: that people we think we know, friends, co worker's family
Speaker 1: might be hiding dark secrets behind the veneer of everyday interactions.
Speaker 1: More disconcerting still is the understanding that the Lumining tragedy
Speaker 1: was not a spontaneous act of malice, but one that
Speaker 1: was calculated, researched, and even discussed. The social fabrics so
Speaker 1: essential for trust and community, sadly, can sometimes prove to
Speaker 1: be woefully inadequate as a safeguard against hidden malevolence. On
Speaker 1: the evening of that fateful Halloween in nineteen seventy four,
Speaker 1: the O'Brien family joined the Bates family for dinner at
Speaker 1: their home in Pasadena, Texas. Both families, seemingly epitomes of
Speaker 1: American suburban life, had planned for their children to go
Speaker 1: trick or treating together in the Bates neighborhood. The air
Speaker 1: was filled with the aromas of a home cooked meal,
Speaker 1: the chatter of adults, and the innocent excitement of children
Speaker 1: eagerly anticipating a night of fun and candy collecting. As
Speaker 1: the two families dined, the O'Brien children, Timothy and Elizabeth,
Speaker 1: must have looked forward to the evening's adventures with a
Speaker 1: sense of pure, unadulterated joy. Their hosts, the Bates family,
Speaker 1: surely expected nothing more than a night of community friendship
Speaker 1: and perhaps some spooky stories to end the evening on
Speaker 1: a high note. Yet hidden within the folds of this
Speaker 1: seemingly idyllic setup was a starkly different narrative, one that
Speaker 1: was being quietly and insidiously scripted by Ronald O'Brien. To
Speaker 1: the Bates family and anyone who knew the O'Brien's, this
Speaker 1: was just another Halloween, a night like any other in
Speaker 1: the calendar of family traditions. But for Ronald, it was
Speaker 1: something far more calculated, something far more sinister. In a
Speaker 1: move that veered away from typical trick or treating etiquette,
Speaker 1: Ronald O'Brien led the children to a house where the
Speaker 1: lights were conspicuously off a he generally accepted signal that
Speaker 1: the homeowners are not participating in the Halloween tradition. When
Speaker 1: the door remained unanswered, the children, perhaps slightly disappointed but undeterred,
Speaker 1: moved onto the next house, expecting more fruitful endeavors. Ronald O'Brien, however,
Speaker 1: lingered at the darkened doorstep for about thirty seconds, an
Speaker 1: interval of time that would later be dissected for its
Speaker 1: ominous implications. Rejoining the group, he produced five twenty inch
Speaker 1: long pixie sticks, a popular powdered candy often house paper straw.
Speaker 1: He distributed one to each child in the group, including
Speaker 1: his own son Timothy and his daughter Elizabeth, and extra
Speaker 1: pixie stix found its way into the hands of another
Speaker 1: young boy who approached them while trick or treating. O'Brien
Speaker 1: explained this sudden bounty of treats by attributing it to
Speaker 1: rich neighbors, a statement that would later ripple with profound
Speaker 1: and disturbing resonance. In that moment, handing out the pixie
Speaker 1: sticks to his own children and even to strangers children,
Speaker 1: O'Brien transformed from a participating parent in a childhood ritual
Speaker 1: to a harbinger of danger, even if the children didn't
Speaker 1: realize it. The very act of giving candy to children,
Speaker 1: a symbol of trust and communal sharing, was subverted by
Speaker 1: a mind warped by the weight of despair and obsession,
Speaker 1: and the pixie sticks, presented as gifts from generous neighbors
Speaker 1: instead became objects of dread, their contents a mystery that
Speaker 1: only Ronald O'Brien truly understood. This raises troubling questions were
Speaker 1: left bewildered, wondering how the pressure of financial troubles could
Speaker 1: drive a man to exploit the trust of innocent children,
Speaker 1: his own included, and the trust of the community. How
Speaker 1: could he leverage the cover of a family friendly holiday
Speaker 1: to perpetuate a crime of such darkness. Ronald O'Brien's actions
Speaker 1: on Halloween Knight stand as a dastardly testament to the
Speaker 1: vulnerability inherent in social traditions and the trust that we
Speaker 1: place in them. It's a chilling reminder that evil can
Speaker 1: manifest not just in dark alleyways are distant places, but
Speaker 1: in the heart of a community, even within a circle
Speaker 1: of friends and family. When the night's festivities had finally
Speaker 1: come to an end, the O'Brien children returned home, their
Speaker 1: bags laden with a colorful assortment of Halloween candy. Ronald O'Brien,
Speaker 1: feigning the role of a caring father, informed Timothy and
Speaker 1: Elizabeth that they could each choose one piece of candy
Speaker 1: to enjoy before bedtime. Timothy, likely with the happy anticipation
Speaker 1: that any child would have chose the giant pixie sticks
Speaker 1: that elongated tube of sugary delight. Yet the tube proved
Speaker 1: difficult to open the top had been heavily stapled. Ronald
Speaker 1: O'Brien rolled the stick between his hands to loosen its contents,
Speaker 1: ostensibly aiding his son in accessing the chosen treat. Upon
Speaker 1: taking a mouthful, Timothy grimaced, noting the unusual bitter taste.
Speaker 1: His father quickly offered a chaser, handing his son a
Speaker 1: glass of kool aid to wash down the powdery substance.
Speaker 1: In that moment, a father's benign act of aiding his
Speaker 1: child morphed into something deeply horrifying, a betrayal of trust
Speaker 1: that would have life altering consequences. Not long after downing
Speaker 1: the kool aid, Timothy dashed to the bathroom, overtaken by
Speaker 1: sudden violent illness, he began to vomit uncontrollably, his small
Speaker 1: body racked with convulsions. Panic enveloped the household as O'Brien
Speaker 1: dialed for an ambulance. Despite swift medical intervention, Timothy's life
Speaker 1: could not be saved. He died within an hour of
Speaker 1: arriving at the hospital, his lights snuffed out in a
Speaker 1: manner so heinous it defies comprehension. In the wake of
Speaker 1: Timothy's shocking and untimely death, a wave of palpable fear
Speaker 1: swept through the community. Parents who had just hours before
Speaker 1: watched their children gleefully trick or treat now eyed their
Speaker 1: candy halls with suspicion and dread. Authorities urged the public
Speaker 1: to turn in any candy that appeared to be the
Speaker 1: least bit suspicious. The community's response was immediate, and sweeping
Speaker 1: bags upon bags of Halloween treats were relinquished as parents
Speaker 1: grappled with the newfound realization that even the most innocent
Speaker 1: traditions could harbor lethal danger. The results of Timothy's autopsy
Speaker 1: deepened the horror. Found in his stomach were sixteen milligrams
Speaker 1: of cyanide. His blood contained point four milligrams to put
Speaker 1: these numbers in perspective, A lethal dose of cyanide typically
Speaker 1: ranges between point two and point three milligrams. Investigators examining
Speaker 1: the pixie sticks that Timothy consumed discovered a stomach churning detail.
Speaker 1: The tube contained two inches of pure cyanide. The level
Speaker 1: of toxicity found in Timothy's system and by extension, in
Speaker 1: the Pixi sticks was not just lethal, it was overkill,
Speaker 1: an indication of deliberate and calculated harm. The revelation was
Speaker 1: both shocking and revolting. It sent ripples of paranoia and
Speaker 1: distrust through a community that was already traumatized in a
Speaker 1: race against time and death. Literally, law enforcement officers scrambled
Speaker 1: to retrieve the remaining Pixi Sticks that Ronald O'Brien had
Speaker 1: distributed on that ill fated Halloween night. Uf ITTs bore
Speaker 1: fruit just in the nick of time. In one heart
Speaker 1: stopping discovery, one of the pixie sticks was found actually
Speaker 1: clutched in the hand of a sleeping boy. Fate, it seemed,
Speaker 1: had intervened. The child had been unable to remove the
Speaker 1: staples sealing the deadly tube of candy. Testing of the
Speaker 1: collected Pixi sticks confirmed the worst fears of investigators and
Speaker 1: the community. Each tube contained a two inch layer of
Speaker 1: deadly cyanide at the top, clearly indicating premeditation. This candy
Speaker 1: was meant to kill. Further investigation into Ronald O'Brien's background
Speaker 1: revealed shocking details. It emerged that upon Timothy's death, O'Brien
Speaker 1: stood to gain forty thousand dollars from a life insurance policy,
Speaker 1: a fact his wife was entirely unaware of. This revelation
Speaker 1: provided potential motive for the unthinkable crime, and placed O'Brien's
Speaker 1: earlier financial troubles, including the sale of his family home
Speaker 1: to pay off debts, into a grim new light or
Speaker 1: perhaps new darkness. Finally, in a discovery that sealed O'Brien's guilt,
Speaker 1: a search of the family's home turned up a knife.
Speaker 1: On the blade were traces of pixie Stick's sugar and plastic,
Speaker 1: linking him directly to the poisoned pixie sticks. As these
Speaker 1: facts came to light, they not only solidified the case
Speaker 1: against Ronald O'Brien, but also amplified the broader societal impact
Speaker 1: of his son Timothy's heinous murder. The poisonous candy was
Speaker 1: not just an attack on his own flesh and blood.
Speaker 1: It was an assault on the trust that bonds communities,
Speaker 1: on the innocence of childhood, and on the sanctity of
Speaker 1: familial relationships. Parents in the community were now forced to
Speaker 1: scrutinize every aspect of their lives, from the treats their
Speaker 1: children ate to the motives of their family members. The
Speaker 1: discovery of O'Brien's potential motive for financial gain through his
Speaker 1: son's death made the betrayal all the more egregious and unforgivable.
Speaker 1: When Ronald O'Brien was summoned for questioning, his behavior and
Speaker 1: responses only intensified the layers of suspicion that were rapidly
Speaker 1: closing in around him. He claimed ignorance about the origin
Speaker 1: of the pixie sticks, asserting that he did not know
Speaker 1: which house they came from and had no knowledge of
Speaker 1: the person who'd given them out. Ronald's evasive answers raised
Speaker 1: immediate red flags for investigators, given that the group of
Speaker 1: trigger treaters had only ventured down two streets, significantly narrowing
Speaker 1: the list of possible sources for the poison candy, whether
Speaker 1: from a house or an individual walking down the sidewalk.
Speaker 1: O'Brien's inability or unwillingness to pinpoint the source of the
Speaker 1: pixie sticks cast him in an even more dubious light.
Speaker 1: Here was a man embroiled in financial difficulties who stood
Speaker 1: to gain financially from his son's untimely death, and now
Speaker 1: he was failing to provide straightforward answers to simple questions.
Speaker 1: His inconsistencies not only cast doubt on his credibility, but
Speaker 1: also raised questions about the extent of his involvement in
Speaker 1: Timothy's death. All of this further eroded the already crumbling
Speaker 1: foundations of trust within the community. It had become abundantly
Speaker 1: clear that the danger had come from within, not from
Speaker 1: a faceless outsider. This inturn betrayal, radiating from a figure
Speaker 1: of paternal authority, only deepened the sense of collective trauma
Speaker 1: and mistrust among neighbors and friends. When Ronald O'Brien finally
Speaker 1: pointed out the house from which he claimed to have
Speaker 1: received the poisoned pixie sticks, investigators swiftly turned their attention
Speaker 1: to its occupant, a man named Courteney Melvin. Yet Melvin
Speaker 1: provided an unassailable alibi. He had been working at Hobby
Speaker 1: Airport until eleven pm on Halloween Night, a fact corroborated
Speaker 1: by numerous witnesses. With this alibi, Melvin was effectively removed
Speaker 1: from the list of suspects, thereby tightening the news of
Speaker 1: suspicion around O'Brien even further. O'Brien's identification of Melvin as
Speaker 1: the source of the candy, when coupled with Melvin's airtight alibi,
Speaker 1: not only severely undermined O'Brien's credibility, but also exacerbated the
Speaker 1: community's growing disillusionment. The failed attempt to shift blame onto
Speaker 1: an innocent man, backed by a hastily fabricated story, magnified
Speaker 1: the duplicity and the sheer evil of the act. It
Speaker 1: was a stark reminder that the person responsible for this
Speaker 1: vile murder was not a distant, facedless stranger, but rather
Speaker 1: someone deeply embedded within the fabric of the community. The
Speaker 1: net of justice finally closed on Ronald O'Brien when he
Speaker 1: was arrested on November fourth, nineteen seventy four, and charged
Speaker 1: with the hideous murder of his own son, Timothy. Despite
Speaker 1: the mounting evidence against him, he never confessed to the
Speaker 1: act and entered a plea of not guilty. During the trial,
Speaker 1: the court room was a stage where the facts met
Speaker 1: the insidiousness of O'Brien's actions. A diverse set of voices
Speaker 1: testified against him, his wife, a chemist familiar with the
Speaker 1: properties of cyanide, and coworkers who recalled his inquiries about
Speaker 1: the deadly substance. As the trial drew to a close
Speaker 1: in June of nineteen seventy five, the jury barely needed
Speaker 1: any time to deliberate. In less than an hour, they
Speaker 1: reached their verdict, and seventy one minutes later, Ronald O'Brien
Speaker 1: was sentenced to death. In prison, he earned the moniker
Speaker 1: candy Man two words from his fellow inmates, a titled
Speaker 1: linked him with the betrayal of childhood innocence, but also
Speaker 1: differentiated him from another notorious Texas killer named Dean Coral,
Speaker 1: known as candy Man. One word that's Dean Coral corlll.
Speaker 1: And as bad as Ronald O'Brien was, Coral was a
Speaker 1: monster of an entirely different magnitude. You can google him
Speaker 1: if you like, I'd suggest you don't. As for this
Speaker 1: story's killer, Ronald O'Brien, his attempts to appeal, his case
Speaker 1: repeatedly hit a wall of judicial finality. Each was summarily rejected.
Speaker 1: On March thirtieth, nineteen eighty four, Ronald O'Brien faced his
Speaker 1: ultimate reckoning. For his last meal, he requested a well
Speaker 1: done steak and a Boston cream pie. If you ask me,
Speaker 1: they should have given him Pixi sticks and nothing else.
Speaker 1: His life was then extinguished by a lethal injection a
Speaker 1: cocktail of drugs considered even more deadly than electrocution or
Speaker 1: cyanide gas, the very poison he had used to kill
Speaker 1: his son, well in solid form anyway. The aftershocks of
Speaker 1: Timothy O'Brien's murder reverberated far beyond his immediate family, leaving
Speaker 1: an indelible impact on the broader community and even shaping
Speaker 1: public policy. In an atmosphere thick with dread and mistrust,
Speaker 1: parents became increasingly vigilant about inspecting the Halloween candy their
Speaker 1: children collected. Houston went so far as to ban trick
Speaker 1: or treating for several years in the wake of this
Speaker 1: nightmarish incident. Now I was born in nineteen eighty one.
Speaker 1: Ronald O'Brien was put to death in nineteen eighty four
Speaker 1: and some of my earliest Halloween memories during a time
Speaker 1: in my life when I have very few memories remaining
Speaker 1: nst Probably eighty five eighty six, or of my parents
Speaker 1: inspecting my candy after trick or treating. And although I
Speaker 1: grew up in northern California, virtually a world away from Pasadena, Texas,
Speaker 1: my own parents' vigilance was no doubt inspired by the
Speaker 1: monstrosity of Ronald O'Brien and the tragic murder of his
Speaker 1: son Timothy. Now in the case of Houston, Texas, banning
Speaker 1: trick or treating altogether for several years following Timothy's murder,
Speaker 1: This was an understandable, stringent measure born from a collective
Speaker 1: desire to protect the community's children, but it may have
Speaker 1: been overly cautious. It's both tragic and ironic that Timothy
Speaker 1: O'Brien's case remains unique in its horror. To date, it
Speaker 1: is the only documented instance of a child being killed
Speaker 1: by poisoned Halloween candy. Yet this singular event forever altered
Speaker 1: the lens through which we view seemingly innocuous traditions, sowing
Speaker 1: seeds of skepticism into the fertile ground of community and
Speaker 1: family trust. The case serves as a continual reminder that
Speaker 1: even rituals designed to foster joy and unity can be
Speaker 1: manipulated for nefarious purposes by individuals with dark intentions. Timothy's
Speaker 1: story is not just a harrowing chapter in true crime history.
Speaker 1: It's a commentary on how easily the bonds of trust
Speaker 1: can be fractured, even within the intimate settings of family
Speaker 1: and local community, sometimes especially in those settings. It's a
Speaker 1: cautionary tale that lurks in the back ground of every
Speaker 1: parent's mind as they send their children off into the
Speaker 1: night with bags empty, awaiting treats. Even now, nearly five
Speaker 1: decades after Timothy's murder, his haunting legacy persists as a
Speaker 1: grim testament to the fragility of trust and the depths
Speaker 1: to which human depravity can plunge. I'm Zevan Odelberg, and
Speaker 1: this has been kind of murdery
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