Trying to find arrest records at the New York City Municipal Archives is like trying to find a virgin at the Porn Awards. I’m working on that “serial killer” case, and all I got to go on is a husband who thinks his wife is trying to poison him. He says this lady worked as a prostitute in the Lower East Side during the 1950s, and that she murdered Johns. She’s basically the predecessor of Aileen Wuornos. This is gonna cause me some major sleep depravity for the next two weeks.