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Sweet Cindy
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Ongoing, First published Nov 18, 2024
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Cindy is a young woman who loves to research about crime cases. One day, she happens to find a case that didn't happend too long ago and in the exact town she lives in. She soon realizes that the murder victim 'Sarah Smith' is someone Cindy would've never thought they are. And soon, Cindy would be involved in the case of Sarah Smith and her killer.
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