The Mystery of The New York Ghost
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  • LECTURES 84
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  • Parties 13
  • Durée 48m
Terminé, Publié initialement sept. 17, 2022
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warnings: lots of lgbtq+, lots of cursing from Socrates, lots of mentions of death, mention of murder, and more soon

A high school senior girl, stupid enough to think New York is hot, meets an older guy when she first moves into New York. She doesn't know why she is the only one that can see him until he reveals he is a ghost. They go on an adventure, finding out how he died and how the girl is the only one to see him. read to find out how and why this happens...
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