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Last published Tue, Dec 29, 2020
Any good serial killer takes a trophy of some kind from their victims. Maybe it's part of the reason they always get caught. An obviously missing belonging is bound to raise suspicion, especially, when its found on your person. Rosemary knows better. Take something small. They'll never suspect the sweet girl who gets all A's. She takes small trophies and puts them on a charm bracelet. It goes quite well with her pink, bloodstained skirt.
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