The Contract Killer
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It's hard living in Whitechapel during the 1980s so what do you do when your tavern doesn't work out? You go out and Kill bitches for money! This was mainly just made to connect a fanfic me and a friend will be making at some point or another Note: this was not made by someone talanted so don't expect Shakespeare.
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