⁣Three men from the Atlanta Police Department rescued Newt Lee from the night shift by giving the watch a tour of the factory building. It was a typical night for police reporters. Restful nights make tiring nights, but welcome hours mean the big office presses churn out paper to help pass the time for the villagers before breakfast and Sunday services begin.

Good night, boss. They ran up the stone steps of the station building, screaming. Good night. They gathered on the streets of Decatur in the evening fog, filled with the cheerful, smiling black people who surrounded them that day. The stench of hot dogs and fried fish was all that remained of the crowds that once filled the streets from sidewalk to sidewalk. One person said: "Where's Britt at?" he asked. Another person replied: "I think they took Boots Rogers' car," making the pair laugh. Accordingly, the second reporter remained in the car and returned to the officer's place in the station building to continue reporting until dawn. A thin line of light appeared on the smoky eastern horizon.

The station clock read 3 o'clock as the street lights glowed blue. That evening, the officer charged with disorderly conduct heard someone crying somewhere in a cell behind the station. She screamed and cried all night and those painful cries were only because she was exhausted. At the door, an old man with a chevron hat indicating he was in charge of the department called out, "Sergeant." "Make sure he keeps his mouth shut," said the sergeant, sighing and swaying, waving the keys. Deputy Boots was about to begin another crack at the Grace case when Rogers' phone rang.

"That's great." Officer ⁣W.T. Anderson said. Curious to know who was ringing the doorbell at this time of night, I sleepily walked over to the public phone booth door and opened it. His fellow officers looked at him before taking their seats. Mom, come. "Hello" came from the booth. Yes, the police station is here. Please speak slowly, senior. You confuse me. Then he heard from a black man who stood anxiously in the shade of a pencil factory a few blocks away that a dead girl had been found in the basement of the National Pencil Factory on Forsyth Street. When Officer Anderson, who had been awakened by an emergency, came out of the public phone booth with the news, the sleeping police jumped to their feet. "My car is in front." cried Rogers. We come together. A moment later he was standing in the doorway, followed by Anderson. They jumped into the car together and woke up a sleeping reporter, and the three stood on the side of the road, spraying water and covering the floor as other policemen left a trail behind the dust and flashing red lights.

As the car approached, two men were seen at the corner of Prior and Decatur streets. The officers were Brown and Dobbs. The car started shaking and all cried. Rogers, and the big car barely swayed toward Marietta Street, then swerved forward and came to a screeching halt in a black pile of what he recognized as the National Pencil Company. Four people got out of the car.

Officer Anderson pounded on the door and everyone gasped with excitement. Quiet footsteps were heard inside. Newt Lee's horrified face looked up at them as the lock shook furiously. Teeth chatter and the whites of the eyes roll. They shot him and entered the dark gates of the factory. Lee was in the lead, followed by Anderson. Before either officer could say anything, "Horrible picture," "Where's the body?" he believed. One by one the men moved towards the hook, clutching their revolvers tightly. Newt Lee pointed to an object in the corner with a worried look and led the group into the shadows, up the stairs. he grumbled. "This is. The officers knelt down and examined the girl's horribly mutilated body.


He stood motionless in the sawdust, his legs crossed and his head turned forward. The face is facing the wall, unkempt and bruised with dirt. The men knelt down to take a closer look, and as they did so the severity of their injuries became clear. They confirmed that the young white woman's hair had been pulled out and she was covered in blood after an aggressive blow to the back of the head. The little white slipper still hung from her right foot, and the blue ribbon she had casually tied a few hours ago was now faded and dirty. The lavender silk dress was stained with blood. A thick cord with deep holes in the leather wraps around the neck. Rough fabric torn from his shirt wrapped around his head. The body is upside down. My pants are torn.


The stocking holder is broken. The white stockings hung down to my knees by themselves. "Oh my God, he's just a kid." Sergeant Brown said, throwing his head back. Sergeant Dobbs looked around the basement as they stood. He found the girl's other slippers nearby. His thin hat is near the elevator shaft.

Then he discovered something. When he turned to the candlestick, he was holding two dirty yellow pieces of paper with ugly writing on them. Officers reviewed the records. She said she loved me and lay down like a night witch. But the tall, thin black man did it alone. Another reader here who hired a black person had a mother who did.

When I went to draw water, he pushed me out of this hole. Black black tall, tall, awake. He was black, tall and thin. While my friends play, I write. The moment of doubt that any white person would have turned to Mr. Lee, a black man. What was that? What does it mean? Did the author of this post commit this heinous act? Anderson suddenly turns to guard and throws a rough hand on his shoulder. He said, "Hey, you did it." I didn't do it because of God. Moments later, white men saw Anderson cuffing Newt Lee's wrists and arrested him for the murder.

⁣He was scheduled to complete the circumnavigation at 2:30 a.m. Saturday, April 27, 1913. It was cold on the second floor of the National Pencil Factory, so Newt warmed himself by rubbing the dusty lantern with his black palm. glass surface. The shadows in the corner danced and approached him.

In the light of the lamp the face of the grandiose chatterbox that had to be played once every 30 minutes was revealed. To put it simply, Newt walked around an abandoned factory building, punched the air, and then sat down again to rest. He also looked tired and needed rest. Yes, he admitted, a little wearily. Newt began to descend the stairs to the first floor when darkness engulfed him from behind, only the narrow passage lit by the stairs leading down. At that exact moment and place, other people wouldn't have been stunned, but they would have felt a shiver run down their spine.

He was in the same place every night for months, witnessing the same shadows flickering on the bare walls and the ghostly marks left by the lantern on the stairs. But he was tired tonight, even though Mr. Frank, the factory manager, had given him most of the afternoon off.

He grumbled as he descended the stairs and began scanning the empty first floor with his flashlight. Nutri spent many lonely nights as I taught him the value of quiet conversation and adequate sleep. At 3 o'clock this is the reason of the gentleman.

Frank muttered to himself. “Frank said today was a holiday and he wanted to get rid of his fur. His first instructions were to go out and have fun and not come back until 6 p.m. This is a great time. I spent the night at home instead of exploring the city. I'm not sure of Mr. Frank's current condition, but when I called him to come with Mr. Frank, he stood there rubbing his hands and seemed nervous to me today.

Gant became concerned that the man had stolen something, so he went to get the shoes. Black people don't steal anything. At least not black people. At this point, Newt completed a brief inspection of the first floor. There were no sad, busy workers, no men holding pencils, no factory girls bent over machines as if it were daylight. The cars sat shiny and still.

For the Night's Watch, that meant simple safety, and Newt still loved them for their silence. He had to climb another floor to finish it. The basement is the second darkest level. Always stupid, always bad. Above the hole he opened the hatch. A faint light appeared.

Gas flow burned as usual but decreased. "That's pretty low." Newt grumbled. It's an order, an order. Newt was pregnant. And the purchase of this light was always made under the direction of Mr. Frank. He looked up the stairs in the bright light. He climbed each step, his feet firmly planted, his lamp swinging its light, piercing the pale cellar light with a faint glow, adding darkness and stillness. His feet touched the bottom step.

He was lying in the basement. The lamp radiated yellow light in every corner. That's great. All is well. But wait until there is a pile of sawdust near the cauldron. Newt took three steps forward and stood still.

The pile of clothes was lit by a burning light that Newt had never seen before. His pulse quickened. He could hear the heartbeat. He tried his best to hear other sounds with his ears. But outside the sleeping city all was as quiet as the grave. The only sound was his beating heart. As the silence fell upon him and engulfed him, the black man experienced for the first time in his life a fatal and painful fear.

He tried to break it. He swallowed something in his throat and tried to smile. Joe, he muttered loudly, trying to scare me with a holiday joke. In the silence, his voice was harsh and irritated. "Just a little joke," he grumbled. After a while, his voice became quiet.

After stepping forward and tapping the flashlight again, Muttley staggered back. In a pack, she ran up the stairs, crying as the sight froze her blood like a dam of ice. It wasn't a joke, it wasn't a seasonal joke, it was just something next to the kettle. No blood was added to the joke. The joke had no hair, piercing eyes and a bruised and scarred face.

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Albo the fool is dragging Australia into this mess. Disaster.

⁣WEST WANTS TO LAUNCH "WAVE OF CHAOS" (00:07) in Middle East by pitting people against each other warns Putin as he explains Washington’s tactics of divide and conquer, fuelling conflict between religious groups in attempt to spread "mutual hatred".

Russian leader blasts countries like Ukraine, already "openly glorifying" Nazi criminals (https://t.me/IntelRepublic/27140) who have blood of Holocaust victims on their hands (00:45).

⁣Israeli Prime-Minister Benjamin Netanyahu We are the people of light, they are the people of darkness... We will fulfill the prophecy of Isaiah

⁣Have you heard the Israeli Government bs and Mainstream Media trying to manipulate you to support their mass murder and genocide of innocent civilians based on they “have a right to self defence”.

It’s the biggest crock of sh..

Yes the Israeli Government has the right to self defence- when their borders were being attacked and breached with a bunch of terrorists on dirt bikes and paragliders .

But the supposed strongest military in the world couldn’t self defend itself then.

Went missing strangely for 6-7 hours.

Their attack helicopters and fighter jets and tanks were no match for the superior Hamas dirt bikes and paragliders ?

Please

Is the Israeli military and Government such pussies they can’t defend against some terrorists, when they breach their borders and wall, but think it’s ok to later show the world how tough they are by carpet bombing innocent civilians to death.

So tough.

Only gutless criminals who can’t fight fair ,would do such a thing

Maybe it’s time Israelis and the world ask if Israel has the right to self defence , then where was the self defence when Hamas was breaching their walls ?

If you can’t defend your borders, I’m sorry you lost your right to self defence.
Pick a fair fight or accept your grossly incompetent and war criminals or lying about a false flag and butchered your own people to use as justification to destroy Palestinians

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...the entire region is involved in the war".

⁣BOMBSHELL: New FOIA Documents Reveal the COVID Pandemic Was a DoD Operation Dating Back to Obama

"The Pentagon controlled the COVID-19 program from the very beginning and everything we were told was political theater to cover it up right down to the FDA vaccine approval"

⁣Australian National Review Founder speaks out about the Israel , Palestine conflict and highlights how our corrupt Western Governments want us to support the mass genocide of innocent Palestinians by lying and manipulating you

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Shimon Yanowitz joined me on the launch of our new broadcast, ‘World War Zeee’ on Brighteon to discuss alarming details regarding the IDF emerging out of Israel, along with what he describes as an escalation into “full blown tyranny” by the Israeli government which now seeks to imprison its citizens and seize their property if they dare to speak out.

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Israel is one of the most racist countries in the world.

While Israel works hard to play the victim, it's actually a racist, Jewish supremacist state that's been trying to ethnically cleanse Palestine for decades.

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