It took me over a month of searching to find a single picture of the same house, which I found in the same place and the same street as the two women murdered in Jerusalem in March.
I had to ask a few people to look over my notes and re-do the house and the pictures.
But I did it, and I think it’s the only way I can tell the story.
And the house, like many other houses in Jerusalem, was designed in the mid-1800s by an Englishman named Samuel Hamlin, who was a major architect in England.
And in the 1920s, when Jerusalem became part of Britain, Hamlin and his company had designs for a large building in the city, and the project was shelved because of a lack of funds.
And so, they put up a building on a street that’s a little more secluded, where they had built a cemetery.
And it was called the Hamlin House.
It was a small, beautiful building, and in 1922, the local newspaper ran a story about it, showing pictures of the house with a caption that said: “A beautiful and ancient house in the heart of Jerusalem.”
It was just a small house, and it was a beautiful house, but there was no money.
So, that’s where Hamlin’s work came from, and then the project got put on hold and then eventually ended up in the hands of an American who named Harry Hamlin.
And Harry Hamlins daughter, Barbara, who lives in Washington, D.C., says that when she saw the pictures of that house, she thought, I can’t believe this is real.
And she said, Well, it is, and she says she still believes that.
It’s very interesting that the Hamlins didn’t make money from their project, but that they were able to preserve the family name.
So what happened in this case is that a young American woman named Sheryl, who works as a model in New York, decided to go out and find out what the Hamlers were up to.
She called Harry Hamins daughter, and Harry Ham’s daughter was there, and Sheryl went to the house.
And Sheryl saw the family’s name on the door, and that is when she realized that there was money to be made.
So Sheryl called the police, and there was a police officer there.
And after Sheryl talked to him, she told him that she was the owner of the Hamlets, and he told her to get the police and the prosecutor.
And that’s when he showed her the police file.
And he said, well, if you have the documents, you can come and see them.
And then Sheryl did come and show the documents to the police officer.
And what Sheryl found shocked her.
There were documents from the 1920’s, from the 1930’s, and they were about the same as the ones the Hamels had on their house.
She showed the police the files.
And they were filled with drawings and drawings that were like a collection of drawings.
They were not in chronological order, but they were a very detailed and detailed look at the building.
And as Sheryl walked through the building, she looked at all the drawings, and everything that she saw in there was very similar.
And when she got to the end of the building she went to Harry Ham, and when she asked him if he wanted to take pictures of what he saw, Harry Ham said, I’m afraid I can, but if you’re not careful, you might end up in jail.
So then Sherly took a picture of what she saw, and her phone rang.
And I remember Sheryl saying, I want to take a picture.
So she walked down the street, and as she was walking down the alley, she saw a car, and immediately she knew that it was not the car that she had seen in the Hamleys’ photos.
And there was another man who had also walked down that alley and had a phone.
And this was Sheryl.
And all of a sudden, Harry was there with Sheryl’s phone, and at that point Sheryl felt very intimidated.
And at this point, Sheryl said, you know what, I’ll call the police.
And to Sheryl and the police officers, the story sounded like a crazy thing.
And you know, they were not even prepared to hear the story, because it had been so long since they had been in an actual shooting.
So they took Sheryl to the back of the police car and the next thing Sheryl knew, Harry had pulled Sheryl aside and told her that he was going to kill her.
And, in this situation, it was the best thing that could have happened to Sherly.
And on March 16, 1973, Sherl and Harry were in a car with