You expect horror, don't you? Sorry. This is a love monster.
Twenty years ago today, a newspaper girl took a call from a radio guy. She was a crack environmental reporter and he had stumbled upon a medical waste dump. They met at the dump amid syringes and body parts (okay, there were no body parts.) I was the guy. She was Bobbi, love of my life ever since.
The story made the front page of the paper on October 14, 1988. They chose not to run the picture of the monster, but now it can be shown.
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