Adieu to the Fuckers
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Concluida mar, may 22, 201824m
"They were all quiet as they pulled up to the amusement park. Abandoned as it was, it was unsettling. The normally bright and cheery exterior and signs were all dull and rain-stained, paint peeling off and leaving piles on the ground below it. Even from inside the car, they could hear the wailing and moaning of the rides being blown by the wind, the creaking of the mildew-infested wood. They all glanced around, a grim silence washed over them, and the nerves gnawed at their hearts."
A new crew has been causing problems, and the Fakes set out to end it. But when things take a turn for the worse, who will come up on top, and who will be crushed? (Cover to come soon)
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