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The Man

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Leituras 4
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fakebutreal goldenstatekiller horror

This is a story based off of one of my favorite serial killers the Golden State killer and he uses some of his most classic ways of scaring and mentally confusing his victims before striking and this is a completely fake story it is not one of his real cases but I figured I know so much about the case why not write a story about it it takes twists turns it's really an exciting the first part is kind of boring but don't mind that and in my opinion it's half decent this is a extra side project I don't write this much normally and if it's not great it's cuz I really do it and this is just for fun and my spare time which isn't a lotTodos os Direitos Reservados

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