Sin Camp
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Welcome all sinners, welcome all saints, all under equal law at Sin Camp. A mysterious scattering of letters and an online chain winds up taking people on a sinful journey to Sin Camp! To graduate the camp, you must commit all seven of the deadly sins (with proof), as well as all the in-between sins! Otherwise you're trapped in Sin Camp forever! Learn the rules and follow my lead, sinners, here we goooo!
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