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Taking serious liberties with the details of the Long Island Serial Killer case. Of the eleven bodies found on Gilgo Beach, one was actually male (dressed as a woman and a sex worker like the rest of the victims), but aesthetically I’d rather fill the page with curvaceous 60s babes.

I’ve been reading boatloads of case descriptions for some of the grisliest unsolved murders around (the theme for this series is unsolved deaths and disappearances where the case is bizarre enough to appear “paranormal” in nature–freak occurrences, elements of ritualistic sacrifice, alien abduction), but the important thing for me is that the story is not overwhelmed by the details of the killing itself. I can’t do anything involving children because it’s too much of an immediate shocker. Most serial killers are out of the running as well, because the story is always about the killer, and not the case itself.

The Long Island serial killer is an exception to this rule because a.) they have yet to be caught, and b.) Shannan Gilbert. When Shannan Gilbert went missing, the search to find her led to the discover of ten other remains on or near Gilgo Beach. Gilbert’s connection to the serial killings is interesting because there isn’t one–the fact that she went missing near to the site of a serial killer’s dumping ground is just a strange coincidence.

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From Ovid’s Metamophoses, the transformation of the nymph Arethusa into a river.
“The God so near, a chilly sweat possest
My fainting limbs, at ev’ry pore exprest;
My strength distill’d in drops, my hair in dew,
My form was chang’d, and all my substance new.
Each motion was a stream, and my whole frame
Turn’d to a fount, which still preserves my name.” (Ovid, Metamorphoses, 5.710)

But I think Wikipedia says it better:
“She began to perspire profusely from fear, and soon transformed into a stream.”

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I received this in an email from my mom a few weeks ago: "Dad feels like a failed auctioneer, but is now hooked on wearing tuxedos. It led to him having the best dream last night, he said Piccolo [the family’s precious cat, who eats at the table and is in charge of when doors are opened] was walking around on his hind legs wearing a little black suit and top hat!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I want him to do that!!!!!!!!!!!! Maybe you can make a little drawing for father’s day of that, he would be so happy. He and that cat are one.“

Happy Father’s Day!

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