Neighbours back home described Pickett as a friendly man, an accountant who had lived in a modest home in Evansville and kept a neat lawn. He frequently jogged.
Why do they never say, I kept telling people he was a maniac. I told the missus, one day they’ll be digging bodies out of that guy’s basement.
It just goes to prove that as long as you keep mowing your lawn, suburbia doesn’t care what you do in your free time
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