What happened to Oscar Russo
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Oscar Russo is dead- but you know exactly who killed him. Sitting in a coffee shop, you learn the plot to New York City's latest murder. You alone can solve the crime, and save New York from another homicide. So why is something still eating at your conscience?
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updated: So Hi! I'm one of the authors, Rachel and after we wrote this I started watching Black Mirror. Is it just me or does seem like one of those episodes?
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