But how's this for cognitive dissonance? This is the front door.
But if one turns away from the door....oh. Oh, dear.
There's...um...not a lot here.
And...yeah, that's about it. I don't think it's worth a visit, frankly.
10 October, 2015
oh, it's so sad to think about the good times, you and I
The Haunted House of Miracles is actually on Moderate land. Be still, my undead heart.
But how's this for cognitive dissonance? This is the front door.
But if one turns away from the door....oh. Oh, dear.
There's...um...not a lot here.
And...yeah, that's about it. I don't think it's worth a visit, frankly.
But how's this for cognitive dissonance? This is the front door.
But if one turns away from the door....oh. Oh, dear.
There's...um...not a lot here.
And...yeah, that's about it. I don't think it's worth a visit, frankly.
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