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Lying - Deceiving - Misleading - Finding - Disappearing
LYING - DECEIVING - MISLEADING - FINDING - DISAPPEARING is based on the life and work of Frank M. Ahearn
TWENTY-FIFTH STREET My life of lying, deceiving, misleading, finding, and disappearing all stems from what I call my Twenty-Fifth Street Dream. It was the office where I first began pretexting, social engineering, and skip tracing. It was in the mid-eighties when I rented my first office in an old rundown building on the West side of Manhattan. The only two tenants were The Socialist Party Of America and me. The name of my company was The National Information Broker.
Social The use of deception to manipulate individuals into divulging confidential or personal information. A reason given in justification of a course of action that is not the real reason. Skip Somebody whose job is to locate people.
The walls of the office were a dull, dead pink, the carpet tired, dirty, and faded. I had a chair, a telephone, a typewriter, and a makeshift desk made of discarded wood left by the prior tenant. I was in business, and even to this day, it was the freest I ever felt in my life. I did not have extra money to decorate or hang photos. I got some spray paint and sprayed the wall with my name and company name. It looked like the side of an old train car. There were old louver windows, and no AC, I had a small fan but sweated my balls off. It got so hot I had to strip down and work. None of that shit mattered; I was the king of my world.
Social engineering and skip tracing came naturally to me; in fact, the devious deed were the first things in life I was ever good at. A little background, I dropped out of school when I was fifteen and was near illiterate until the age of twenty. When it came to deceiving and extracting information, nothing was safe. It did not matter if it was a phone bill, airline record, bank account, credit card statement, or criminal record. Not to be too egotistical, but I was fucking amazing!
BUY, CREATE OR Hi, I need to disappear, and a new identity with a fake passport. Would you also like a Harry Potter invisibility cloak? C'mon people, how stupid are you? As if someone is selling new identities on a public website, it is not the dark web. Anyone can access my site, including law enforcement. Why would I answer yes, and admit to a felony to a stranger? What are we characters in a dime-store novel? We meet in a hotel room or dark alley, and I open a briefcase of identities. It doesn't work that way.
If you are on a journey to obtain a fake passport or a new identity, the question is how. The answer, buy, create, or steal. But before we walk down that path, I want you to know I am not a fan of fake identities, too much a can go wrong. Plus, if you are not a criminal, you do not need a false identity.
Welcome to Frank's School of Getting Fake Shit! The big question is where or how, or how and where. The internet is where everyone goes, they type in new identities or fake passports. What you will find are some sites that sell camouflage passports. A camouflage passport (camo) is issued from a country that does not exist, like, Czechoslovakia, Republic of Formosa, or Rhodesia.
THE DAY YOU D-Day, the day you disappear. Tell me why that day? What makes Wednesday better than Monday, or the evening escape better than the morning. What will your decisions be based on? Where is the predator when you slip out the back door? Is someone sitting surveillance? Do you have everything you need, passport, readily available funds? Is your plan solid? Are you sure your destination is safe? Again, why vanish today instead of tomorrow?
When planning, there are many factors to take into consideration. Sorry, but I am not going to list all those things, because it is your life and you know you. If I were to vanish, all I need is my passports, select debit cards, a few SIM cards, and a clean mobile.
TWENTY-FIFTH STREET My life of lying, deceiving, misleading, finding, and disappearing all stems from what I call my Twenty-Fifth Street Dream. It was the office where I first began pretexting, social engineering, and skip tracing. It was in the mid-eighties when I rented my first office in an old rundown building on the West side of Manhattan. The only two tenants were The Socialist Party Of America and me. The name of my company was The National Information Broker.
Social The use of deception to manipulate individuals into divulging confidential or personal information. A reason given in justification of a course of action that is not the real reason. Skip Somebody whose job is to locate people.
The walls of the office were a dull, dead pink, the carpet tired, dirty, and faded. I had a chair, a telephone, a typewriter, and a makeshift desk made of discarded wood left by the prior tenant. I was in business, and even to this day, it was the freest I ever felt in my life. I did not have extra money to decorate or hang photos. I got some spray paint and sprayed the wall with my name and company name. It looked like the side of an old train car. There were old louver windows, and no AC, I had a small fan but sweated my balls off. It got so hot I had to strip down and work. None of that shit mattered; I was the king of my world.
Social engineering and skip tracing came naturally to me; in fact, the devious deed were the first things in life I was ever good at. A little background, I dropped out of school when I was fifteen and was near illiterate until the age of twenty. When it came to deceiving and extracting information, nothing was safe. It did not matter if it was a phone bill, airline record, bank account, credit card statement, or criminal record. Not to be too egotistical, but I was fucking amazing!
BUY, CREATE OR Hi, I need to disappear, and a new identity with a fake passport. Would you also like a Harry Potter invisibility cloak? C'mon people, how stupid are you? As if someone is selling new identities on a public website, it is not the dark web. Anyone can access my site, including law enforcement. Why would I answer yes, and admit to a felony to a stranger? What are we characters in a dime-store novel? We meet in a hotel room or dark alley, and I open a briefcase of identities. It doesn't work that way.
If you are on a journey to obtain a fake passport or a new identity, the question is how. The answer, buy, create, or steal. But before we walk down that path, I want you to know I am not a fan of fake identities, too much a can go wrong. Plus, if you are not a criminal, you do not need a false identity.
Welcome to Frank's School of Getting Fake Shit! The big question is where or how, or how and where. The internet is where everyone goes, they type in new identities or fake passports. What you will find are some sites that sell camouflage passports. A camouflage passport (camo) is issued from a country that does not exist, like, Czechoslovakia, Republic of Formosa, or Rhodesia.
THE DAY YOU D-Day, the day you disappear. Tell me why that day? What makes Wednesday better than Monday, or the evening escape better than the morning. What will your decisions be based on? Where is the predator when you slip out the back door? Is someone sitting surveillance? Do you have everything you need, passport, readily available funds? Is your plan solid? Are you sure your destination is safe? Again, why vanish today instead of tomorrow?
When planning, there are many factors to take into consideration. Sorry, but I am not going to list all those things, because it is your life and you know you. If I were to vanish, all I need is my passports, select debit cards, a few SIM cards, and a clean mobile.
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