Ghostly Smell Around
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  • LECTURAS 98
  • Votos 4
  • Partes 1
  • Hora <5 mins
Continúa, Has publicado oct 20, 2014
The Old Shelter is a speakeasy, you can only enter if you know the password. It stands in the heart of the Black Belt of Chicago and it hides a dark past. People know. They know why the speakeasy is haunted. 

Please enter and make yourself at ease.
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