What Is This? (S/MB)
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Última publicación vie, ene 25, 2019
Laying on the ground was a baby blue journal- it didn't seem like the owner cared much about it and the handwriting inside was barely legible, looking like entire paragraphs were scribbled in a only a few seconds.
The owner clearly didn't care too much for this journal, so it didn't seem like such a bad idea to see if you could decipher the letterings in the journal into something readable.
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