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Thief

When the thieves forced the door at R1, that's Dalia Robledo's apartment, they had to neutralize two locking mechanisms. People inside were not aware of the intrusion until it was too late. Luckily, nobody got hurt. The thieves got away with the a month old tv set.

I replaced the door locks, and installed a brand new dead bolt lock.

I changed this blog's theme and template. I increased the width and picked a nice background to update everything. I guess if you're viewing this blog on a mobile device it won't make a difference.

It's nice. Very nice.


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