Holy Bitch Diary: August 9th, 2023

📖August 9th, 2023.

🦈Truly, human stupidity is incurable. Although it is quite possible as in the old joke - "and this one? Yes, she is also a whore, only deaf." The Orekhovskys continue to play the Bezrukov show in 5D in front of me. The treatment of a stroke with laxatives and valerian has already ended, and the theatrical performance "it seemed to you that you had an apartment" was also completed in connection with the receipt of documents about the presence of apartments, cars, and other things that were stolen from me. It took me about a month and a half just to scan and photograph documents, while every day the process took about 15-17 hours with purely technical breaks. I think that the first disruption in the Orekhovskys' pattern occurred because they did not understand how it was possible to transfer 8 suitcases (big suitcases, not the fcking

cabin luggage) of documents at the same time to Moscow, the Moscow Region, Samara, and several other regions of Russia (I am now deliberately not talking about the foreign part of the criminal case). In understanding of Orekhovskaya gang, if I didn’t physically carry 8 suitcases of documents anywhere, no one saw them, and there is no criminal case. Of course, the big delusion of the bastards that there is no criminal case, and the ghostly illusion that seems to the bastards that they will go unpunished, just allowed me and investigators to observe their behavior in all its glory. Nothing is more capable of bringing a criminal to clean water than watching him in situations where he fearlessly commits a crime, being sure that he is not noticed, and even if he is grabbed by the hand, he will be “dismissed." What a monstrous and completely baseless arrogance.

Well, I can’t tell all the secrets of the investigation, but in short, the criminals thought that there was no criminal case, and that since I don’t go anywhere and don’t communicate with anyone in their presence, then they can mock me and mock me from the bottom of my heart, and do it with impunity. And they thought so because the investigation team connected to my phones, computer and other devices through ports, and leaked all my photos, documents, correspondence, and of course my conversations, messages, and a lot of other valuable information. Technically, the investigation affected several regions, I would not be able to come to each on tour and tell who was on whom. And the investigation itself is far from being a single criminal case, and of course, this is not a district police department. Firstly, the cases were initiated by the Investigation Department of the Ministry of Internal Affairs of the Russian Federation, the Investigative Committee, the FSB of Russia. For obvious reasons, the details are not specified. Secondly, visiting me personally all these organizations is, of course, very noticeable, and would harm the investigation. In fact, the process of giving explanations on the case by me went on all this time while the investigation was being carried out, and for this I almost did not go anywhere myself. For a variety of reasons, this was done this way, and for all my multifaceted emotions from the investigation of almost 6 years, I feel rather great relief and gratitude that they didn’t wind me through numerous interrogations, but simply merged everything from my computers, emails and phones. Therefore, the Orekhovskys are apparently either very stupid or deaf, because they continue to play a caring family for me here, while the investigation informs me that I and my three dogs are the only survivors in my family. As a result, I continue to watch Gross's circus performance as described by him in his marvelous book, "A Handbook for Forensic Investigators." It is a pity that while on social media in their current version it is impossible to post smells. No dog litter sales consultant would want that smelly passport page. "Dad" resurrected apparently from the dead considers not only that he is alive. He believes that paternity is best demonstrated by poisoning everything around with all available means, including smells. And I happen to be a chronic allergic person with a keen sense of smell. "Daddy" told me here a few days ago that he wouldn't bathe for a year at all, so that the stench would become even more disgusting. Or this place is cursed - the idiots have already been told in Russian that I got information about the murder of my parents and sister from the investigative unit. But the speed of sound here seems to be slowing down, like Lukyanenko's, in the twilight. But even in the dusk, the sound still reaches its recipient sometimes. So I think these motherfuckers must have had their brains amputated. Of course, this completely ruins the circus version of a stroke. The fact is that a stroke is a pathology of the brain. In an empty skull, there is nothing for a stroke to occur. The pathology of the brain will not be detected due to the absence, in fact, of the brain. I am sure that for the same reasons, neither Vladimir Petrovich Yevtushenkov, nor Andrei Leonidovich Kostin, nor Pyotr Olegovich Aven, nor their other subordinates, friends and relatives are threatened with a stroke. A guaranteed stroke-free future awaits them.

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