Where Do Dead Memories Go?

Where Do Dead Memories Go?

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WpMetadataReadCompleta dom, set 23, 2018<5 mins
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As unnerving is it is to know that all things will soon come and pass, we are confronted with one of life's intriguing question: Where Do Dead Memories Go? WDDMG is a short story which focuses on a man's reflections of a place where memories rest and the fundamental reason of why memories exist.
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