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Winston Cynanoff is used to have things turn for the worst. Sadly... this event turned to be greatly worse. Things go south at a dance, he is practically almost dead, but somehow survives. But from it. Comes a new type of great... in this story... you will laugh, cry, cry as you laugh, or laugh as you cry. A story with death, love, mystery, and uncovering the secrets of a secret kept between Winston and Al. So without further ado. Please enjoy.
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