As a new neighbor i felt as if i would stop in nextdoor one day. I had spoken to this new owner before. I figured i would kind of warm in the neighborhood. And be nice. He seemed like a good person and the girlfriend he had at that time did as well. He at that point had a steady job and she was going to college. Working part time. Seemed like the classic american young couple starting out. They had lived there for about a year together before my uncle and aunt imformed me of there break up. They knew the couple at that time very well and played cards with them on occasion. This was around the time i was informed about the guy nextdoor and him getting into Meth. He didnt really seem like the type. And i actually found it hard to believe. But then as a single guy. Being my neighbor. I had stopped in because he still lived there after she moved out. He was very supprising to admit that he had aquired a meth making recipe. And seemed quite proud of his findings. At this point i did not know what to think. Other than. Hopefully he does not make it here and blow up the place and set my woods on fire. Needless to say. I left shortly after.
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