Youre reporting a lot of inconsistencies, but overall did this rape even occur . She could be grossly wrong about the facts or making it up or something in between. Have you been able to ascertain from your reporting whether she was assaulted . Thats difficult to tell, of course. Her friends believe something happened to her and they believe something awful and traumatic and horrific. And those based on the evidence that they have seen, thats what they believe. Ive spoken to two people who saw her in the immediate aftermath of the incident and both of them say they absolutely believe something happened, just maybe not exactly what was reported in Rolling Stone. Looking at the facts, one of the things is whether an assault occurred of some sort and the whole idea of putting it in the Public Domain and how well you do your fact checking. The Rolling Stone is getting barbecued by everybody about its reporting. Tell me, what did you determine to be when doing your reporting, what did you l
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