Robin died in a flood.

 It floods. Shit breaks. No heat, you need to acclimatize. Too hot, it may happen. I have seen this shit go on. You get 5 feet of snow, lose power, that's it. I'm fine. I suppose I've been lucky. My Dad & I are Westerners, living in the Western Hemisphere. Dodge system. Take the deal, get out of dodge. That's what I'm doing. Barely a squeak out of this house. Done immaculately, like clockwork. I paid back all of my social security revenues. Besides medicine. The medicine was expensive, even if affordable. It was nothing at the end of the day, though. It's been resolved since 2018. I just lead the rehabilitation of my Dad. He's an honored senior. Tonya, Patrick, & just everyone just did the most spectacularly fucking retarded shit imaginable. You're going to Hell. You're worse than a corpse Mindless. Skulless. Don't do the shit. You do your whack freak moron shit too much. God does have the covenant of Cavalry. You'll need it. It ain't squirrel-tree system. It ain't nothing the counters in this city have been showing. You don't need to harass me. You don't do good business. I don't eat fucking pizza everyday. We don't have waddling ducks with magical rights. I'm getting out of dodge. Most unimaginably fucking retarded shit I've ever dealt with. Day after day, by this point. Talk to someone who actually matters. Stop hiding secrets, stop being imbeciles, you're some retard shit. You can barely stock your shelves. All you do is retard shit. You don't need a store. You can't do basic shit. I deal with your incompetence insistently. Smoker's Depot makes the pass, though. Sabotage the shit, you're not allowed. McDonald's on Ford & Venoy was the first. It works well. Most of this shit is incompetent.