The twelve o'clock slot (COMING THIS OCTOBER)
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"Looks like our time...is up..." she said, a slow, sly grin pulling at her chapped lips. "See you next week, Doctor."
Here lies the confessions and testimony of Jenny Fysher-Fisher spelt with a "y"- shared to her psychiatrist at her 12 o'clock time slot.
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