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Last published Sun, Nov 6, 2022
This is a current re-make of the original solely for fun. I don't know if I'll actually continue this or fully out do the original, but a friend asked me to do this for fun as she wants to read an updated version of this because she liked it.
Anyways. I'll see how it goes with this. If I take it on as a challenge this will probably change to a proper description, and you'll see more chapters of this book, possibly even leading to its finish. Let's just see how that's goes though ahah.
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