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Spectrophilia [ON HOLD]
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Spectrophilia Spec•tro•philia [spec' tro ph'illia] n. 1. A sexual attraction to a spirit.
When two young lovers are suddenly separated, Charlie Rose is consumed in acute affliction, thrusting her into a anfractuous life, however, when the familiar warm exertion of her deceased boyfriend fuels her, she has never felt more alive. Though, where there is good, there is evil, not everything is as blithe as she thought.
*Warning*: strong language, sexual and suicidal content.
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