Til Death Do Us Part // James Patrick March
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You recently got kicked out by your parents who didn't believe that you could pursue your dreams as an actress so you were left out on the dirty raggedy Los Angeles streets with only a couple hundred dollars in your hands and a glint of hope to start a challenging new life, but where? That's where after your long journey of looking for places to stay a brightly colored sign, "Hotel Cortez," stook out. Is this the place? Can you survive? Only way to find out is to continue your life long journey.
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