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He was an abuser and unbeknownst to me, a drug dealer. He went to jail for it and I divorced him as soon as he was convicted (wanted to be sure he wasn't going to get out and kill me).
He called me from jail, all rude and nasty, and demanded that I box up all his stuff and send it to his parents house. So I collected all his raunchy porno magazines and the cocaine testing equipment he'd gotten from a friend who had worked at a police crime lab and sent them all to his parents (his father was a cop for 25 years in Hoboken, NJ and would know darn well what it all was).
It's not enough. The revenge I'd like to have is illegal and beneath me. But I can dream....
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