A very red-pilled friend of mine were talking about the Roths the other night and she remembered…

She dated not a Roth or a Vanderbilt but a multi-millionaire close associate to the vans when she was a model (former top model in our home country) in NYC back in the late 80s. She was just a teenager but was picked up by a leading model agency and moved there on her own.

She stayed at Vanderbilt House.

She told me they took her to the pool. She doesn't remember the ropes but it was empty. I mean, she was given a tour of the estate and she stayed overnight with her boyfriend and the pool was part of the tour.

At a coked up party there, one of the women asked her if she was a "Child of God". My friend said "Yes". The woman laughed and smirked at her. My friend got chills.

The entire time there was utterly creepy and disturbing. The people were awful.

She said she had nightmares of spirits clambering at her that persisted even when she got home to her Manhattan apartment. She broke up with the rich dude thank fuck. She is convinced her weekend at VH was to groom her.

I haven't shown her the attached pic yet. Working up to it. I told her about the pedovore/Luciferians there though.

Those poor babies. I got home and just cried and cried. My friend was near those fucking monsters.

DO IT Q