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THEY ALL HATE HOLLY
I have given Emanuel my permission to consider me one of his teammates. Since there were only five people that were his associates, I didn’t feel like calling it a team. It would be more appropriate to think of them as friends. That’s what Emanuel told me to think of them. Since I had just gotten out of a troublesome parting with a partner, I wasn’t sure about the correct method in which I should approach them. That’s why I was shaking when the guy was taking me to meet his associates. Emanuel informed me that there was a guy in his group who’s an architect. With his help, they have established a cottage within the woods. They used that cottage to sleep during the night and hang around when they’re not playing the game. After being invited to that structure, I felt extremely overwhelme
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