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  <subtitle>To tell the officer, that a man had a bad smell in his apartment.

So I blurtted it out. &amp;quot; I have a neighbor who I thought maybe in trouble because his front door was open.

I went inside,calling his name of course but got no answer. 

'There is a smell that is very strong and very nasty inside his apartment.'

&amp;quot;Could you send some one to check it out.&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;Mam, who are you full name and address.&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;what does that have to do with comming over and checking out an odor comming from a suspicious acting person apartment.&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;Mam, we need your information!&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;Liz Dubay, 3625 Nelson St, apt 10&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;So, are you comming?&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;I will send a car out.&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;Thank You!&amp;quot;

I kept peeping out of the peep hole at the apartment.

I watched as the door came open, and Mr. King peep out towards the end of the hall.

He went back inside, as if he forgot somethng.

I waited, but at the same time wish the police officer's would get here.

Mr, King was dragging a black plastic bag out of the door.... </subtitle>
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