He was undeniably brilliant a child who operated on a cognitive level that most adults could never hope to reach but those who knew him in his youth never described him as warm. To his classmates he was a biological anomaly a figure devoid of the usual social graces and emotional nuances that define childhood. They gave him a nickname that stripped away his humanity and reduced him to his intellect they called him the walking brain. He played the trombone in the school band and skipped multiple grades with an ease that suggested a limitless future. To the neighbors in his working class Chicago neighborhood his parents were the embodiment of the American dream folks who sacrificed everything they had to ensure their children had every opportunity to succeed. No one could have predicted that the sweet looking boy in the family photographs would grow up to be one of the most calculated and evil men on the planet.
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