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Remember those tweaker neighbors I talked about that used to live next door but now live across the street?  You know, these ones. Well, sometimes I think you guys might think I’m making this shit up.  So, yesterday when one of the robe wearers emerged, I snapped a photo.  No, it’s not a great photo.  I had to take it from across the street, in between our shutters.  It could still be submitted as evidence when I’m on the stand and being asked the question, “Is it true that these neighbors of yours never came out of the house without a robe on?”