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Born Giorgio Soddu in 1895 in Tula, located about 170 kilometres north of Cagliary in Italy, George Sodder immigrated to the United States, when he was only 13.

#Mystery #Sodder #Children #Unsolved

𝐏𝐡𝐲𝐧𝐱 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐜 𝐟𝐥𝐲𝐬𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐩𝐫𝐲𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐲 𝐬𝐲𝐥𝐩𝐡 𝐥𝐲𝐦𝐩𝐡𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐲 𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐩𝐡

𝐩𝐬𝐲𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐲𝐜𝐬 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐫𝐲𝐩𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐩𝐲 𝐡𝐲𝐦𝐞

Many people love to see the good go

but the good of people is a trap for most

to say hello, or hi seems to be a risk

but, the truth is the past people of life is of this

quilt like their path set could change me if planned

how wrong is their fight if the message is of man

the cheat is paid and paid until goal is meet

the dumb one snitched out is the smart and that the jet

the rivers are the escape and the truth comes to stop

the head phones can’t comfort the outcast of the top

evil seems to love to be humiliated when they can’t talk

but the truth will verbalize if the ill is better after remarked

i can think of a reason to use the ritler for gain any more

its just the read of family that has me living inside a toy

a thought of come here is so evil here

so why thought of pray just to think mirror clear

but the thought of mirror doesn’t work for others on me

to much fight of night ingested and the touch of bat of animal without chi

When someone leaves the room without you attention being slightly alterred

then another plan to take you out the place of dwellings is of minor bother

why do many believe the leave of if you have a person to record you can not not be tamperred

History is history and the play of paid is a child of pampered if conquered in the craft of sodder

𝐏𝐡𝐲𝐧𝐱 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐜 𝐟𝐥𝐲𝐬𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐩𝐫𝐲𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐲 𝐬𝐲𝐥𝐩𝐡 𝐥𝐲𝐦𝐩𝐡𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐲 𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐩𝐡

𝐩𝐬𝐲𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐲𝐜𝐬 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐫𝐲𝐩𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐩𝐲 𝐡𝐲𝐦𝐞

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I was a man named CC Tinsly.

My name is CC Tinsly or at least it was, the story I'm about to tell is not mine or any one persons. This is the story of how and why I disappeared and everything that came after. It all started in 1946 around June. This disheveled man walked into my office his name was George. He seemed broken, I assumed he had just seen too many friends die, after all war can change a person, it turns good men into monsters. When he spoke I heard his Italian tongue, and his story of 5 missing children. I didn't want to take the case, I was fairly sure of where to find his 5 children after-all fire is not one to leave witnesses. He was persistent and willing to pay whatever it took. I decided id do some digging maybe he just needs confirmation. After all sending this man to a doctor wont get his marbles back. I rolled into town the day after, I spoke with a mortician first, I needed to know the difference between house ash and kid ash.

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