I was walking through a graveyard at night, when I saw a man,he was crouched over something that appeared to be a gravestone. I asked what he was doing, he told me they spelt his name wrong.
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Short 7
I was walking through a graveyard at night, when I saw a man,he was crouched over something that appeared to be a gravestone. I asked what he was doing, he told me they spelt his name wrong.