And now for national news. The badly-burned corpse of a California man was discovered late Tuesday and has been tentatively identified through dental records as possibly being that of one Randolph D. Randall, age unverified, but listed as missing for a week. Had it not been for that million-dollar smile that he flashed everywhere, he might have gone unnoticed. Several dozen women, many of whom claim membership in some sort of club or society group that he ran, have come forward tearfully and mournfully recounting gallant tales of their memories of him. A few of the other women seem to bear grudges of some sort with the deceased, even in death. Some of those women cite grievances over work-related issues such as non-payment for domestic work, and compensation for tiny cuts to fingers and hands while preparing food. No clear evidence of legal hiring has been found yet. Police authorities are looking into any connections the complaining women may have had with his demise. A financial motive might also play a part in the case, as rumors have sprung up about a lucrative collection the missing man kept in vault-like structures at several properties he owned, co-owned, leased, rented, sub-let, or used. The exact type of valuables kept therein are mysterious in nature, reportedly literary artifacts or a strange type of food processing equipment. Numerous mood-enhancing musical selections and vats full of massage oils are listed as his most frequent purchases, along with donations he made to an obscure “Anti-Vegemite Lobby Organization” and the “Mayonnaise is our Demise” website. More at eleven.
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