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My name is Alexis Hope, and I can see the dead. It's nowhere near as fun as you might think.
I know, I know, it's not exactly the first thing you'd expect to hear from someone you just met, but I promise you, I'm not crazy. I think.
Anyway, let me tell you my story, and I promise, it will change the way you see the world, maybe even the way you see yourself.
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