I was the guy who found the "secret gate" to 'Marse' Henry Bartholemew estate in Southern MD while cruising around aimlessly in a funk after driving to a firehouse gunshow and finding nothing. My buddy who lived across the river from his estate immediately nicknamed me "Marse" and I have jealously maintained it ever since. I know who the buyer in question was, who shot up the first of the two cases, and the guy who has the great picture album of the whole shebang, so I'm not interested in any of the stuff. When the time is right to divulge the history, provenance, and current location of the third "Bo Whoop", I will weigh in.
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