Promised Land
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MatureOngoing12m
Last published Wed, Aug 23, 2017
The Fountain Diner is a quaint establishment. People come in and out for food, entertainment, and of course coffee. Nothing new; nothing odd. Nothing happens in the middle of nowhere.
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