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Skribentens beskrivelse af If looks could killBottles of once clear liquid was covering the floor, puffs of intoxicating smoke slipped from her lips. Her sofa was her best friend while the streets became her playground. Her body, like a work of art, carefully sculpted and so close to perfection. Her curls pushed back in a ponytail and no emotion exposed. Who did this to Jessica Johnson? |
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