He felt more crypts cracking open inside of him; the stench he smelled was not decayed bodies but decayed memories, and — Stephen King, It
He felt more crypts cracking open inside of him; the stench he smelled was not decayed bodies but decayed memories, and — Stephen King, It
He felt more crypts cracking open inside of him; the stench he smelled was not decayed bodies but decayed memories, and — Stephen King, It
He felt more crypts cracking open inside of him; the stench he smelled was not decayed bodies but decayed memories, and — Stephen King, It
He felt more crypts cracking open inside of him; the stench he smelled was not decayed bodies but decayed memories, and — Stephen King, It
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He felt more crypts cracking open inside of him; the stench he smelled was not decayed bodies but decayed memories, and that was somehow worse.

— Stephen King, It
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