The Journals of Barnabas Collins
Today, dearest Aunt Abigail awoke me from my agonized slumber.
If I am the quintessence of evil, then I should have no compare. Currently, she stands in the way of that definition.
BC
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The Journals of Barnabas Collins
Today, dearest Aunt Abigail awoke me from my agonized slumber.
If I am the quintessence of evil, then I should have no compare. Currently, she stands in the way of that definition.
BC
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