Holy Bitch Diary: August 16th, 2023

📖August 16, 2023.

🦈Today, sitting in an empty buffet, munching on my loaf for lunch instead of dinner, I think about how my life could turn into such a nightmare, consisting of correspondence with law enforcement, criminal cases, and the need to be in alarm mode all the time until judgment on these animals. Usually such cases end immediately and suddenly in a criminal court, all stages before it pass quietly. I think I was still lucky, because on the previous case related to my topic, the investigation went on for 10 years. These are explosions in Moscow subway. Therefore, 6 years for investigation on such a batch as I have is nothing at all. I had to make this long journey alone, because people who considered themselves my friends and relatives climbed into my pocket without hesitation and enjoyed my patronage and other benefits. But when the criminal case began, yesterday's "friends" (people who shamelessly used me) hastened to abandon me and join the ranks of those who are currently under investigation. Having joined the criminals, without any exceptions, all my yesterday's "mates" and "friends," taking advantage of the fact that they once fed and rested at my expense, briskly and with great pleasure monetized in favor of the criminals that only valuable thing they had - mine confidence. For example: a client Julia Klepikova (VTB and Gutseriev affiliate) who was introduced to me by Oxana Varlygina whom I trusted calls me to meet. I was going to meet. And at this time, my documents are stolen from my office. Or a former employee calls me, who was hired by me because he was recommended to me by my friend whom I trusted, and he just asks where I get my teeth treated. Of course, I give the contacts of my dentist. Why would someone at AFK Sistema need to know where I get my teeth treated? I'll start from afar. Burnt corpses or corpses whose identification is difficult are identified by teeth. You can upload someone else's picture to the clinic's database in my medical record, and then I will be listed as alive and well, even  repeating the fate of my dad's barbecue. And can I straighten my teeth so that they look like a cast of an already dead person, or just another person. I think Alexander Baev, who was previously hired by me

in BOOST on the recommendation of Anna Zimina, and quickly transferred to PJSC AFK Sistema under my former boss Ali Uzdenov, he knew why Uzdenov needed to know where I go when I need the services of a dentist. Know everybody - now I no longer go to the fcking Kraftway clinic in Moscow. In a word, my trust turned out to be a hot commodity, so sought after by criminals. It was the sale of access to my office, and the keys to my housing, and my documents, and my contacts, and my other things and access to them, with the help of which it became possible what happened - the murder of my family, the seizure of my property, and so on. relocation of me to someone else's housing by newly-made Orekhovskaya gang "parents" - geeks without a family, without a tribe, who were supposed to inherit my property, and from whose housing I could only leave under a false name in an ambulance. Or immediately in dismembered form in garbage bags. I have to tell the small ambulance issue which my family has. My uncle was taken for a ride in an ambulance in 2011. After the trip, we met with him once, he was lying in a coffin, there were bruises on his hands, and there was gore under his nails, it was a miracle that I was not late for the funeral because on the way to the cemetery I was stopped by a cop who began to cock-suck my brain for speeding by 2 km above the non-penalty threshold, the dialogue promised to be long, and I started yelling that I was late for the funeral, this saved the situation. In general, you now know how and where the ambulance carries members of my family.

I hope these "friends" and "mates," as well as those claiming to be relatives, managed to enjoy the benefits received from these events. The corpses of my family, and the impatient "Orekhovo-Cocosovo gang parents" who rather wanted to take over the rights to my inheritance, not counting the rather sickly property consequences in the form of pieces of 20 different apartments, only five of my cars, shares in companies and other junk - in fact, this is the price, due to which my former "friends," "boyfriends" (yeah, these motherfuckers are in deep shit as well) hired "employees," "business partners", and other trash bought, repaired and furnished mortgage and their apartments in the sleeping areas of Moscow, bought wretched cars, went on vacation. Well, there, on the little things - cinema, dominoes, ice cream, fitness, silicone boobs, someone moved abroad to work. Such a price for the corpses of my parents and sister, my 6 dogs, my housing, shares in companies, and much more. Now, for example, I am sitting with a stab wound to my leg, having pulled the edges of the wound with tape. Practicum of a novice surgeon, so to speak. I spend my nights on the floor with dogs on dog litter, because I am not supposed to have a bed and human living conditions - as a future testator who is obliged to die as soon as possible in order to transfer his hereditary rights to two members of the Orekhovskaya organized criminal group Rysev and Voronina, who resurrected with fake passports and turned into my parents on duty (I note that these "parents," among other things, starved me and poisoned) with the lucky hand of Vladimir Petrovich Yevtushenkov, Andrey Leonidovich Kostin, Pyotr Olegovich Aven (the same, by the way, fake hares).

Kostin was generally picked up from the colony Black Dolphin, he will eat shit and sushi from corpses five times a day for freedom. There is such a vile category of completely non-squeamish thugs who will make a hot dog with their dad's dick if it promises benefits.

Actually, I am writing this so that if my "friends," "colleagues," or "relatives" show up somewhere, with stories about our friendship, or vice versa - about what a vile vile bastard I am, who betrayed or deceived them (did not return the money, didn’t tell about my origin and didn’t share my pedigree and property - and they are so frank and generous with all their microscopic souls), and how far-sighted (in their opinion) they acted when they got a job with Uzdenov, Yevtushenkov, and others in the System Alfa-VTB of Sberbank (they didn’t know that a criminal case was underway), this is what should be done with these narrators and others who are struck by memories of relationships with me. Turn them around to face the door (preferably open, it will be more spectacular), and with a swing (be careful, keep your balance, otherwise you will fall back or break your leg), and give them a kick in the ass. Well, if you want - weigh them mae-geri. For what? For taking part in the preparation of shawarma in the toilet from the corpse of my dad. For the tape on my cut leg. For 6 poisoned dogs that died in terrible agony. For the corpse of my uncle, for the corpse of my sister. For what else? Because they wrote false denunciations about me, borrowed money from me and did not return it, and they lent me a loan against receipts and interest, for selling me for a fat piece of system bread with sausage from my dad. For the fact that when I was dying of hunger, no one helped me. And even when the news about the murder of my parents became public, none of them, none of these "friends" wrote or called, and did not express condolences, not to mention apologies. Everyone quietly crap, and climbed to hide their shit (complicity), each as best he can.

Actually what am I talking about? Yes, that's what my life consists of now. And although I try to find a place for creative activity in it, it looks more like cave paintings in the Auschwitz barracks than something that brings life. The seeds of life do not grow in Auschwitz.

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