I don’t know what else to say.""There is nothing else to say. A few minutes of words can’t change years of absurdity. — Cameron Trost, Hoffman's Creeper and Other Disturbing Tales
I don’t know what else to say.""There is nothing else to say. A few minutes of words can’t change years of absurdity. — Cameron Trost, Hoffman's Creeper and Other Disturbing Tales
I don’t know what else to say.""There is nothing else to say. A few minutes of words can’t change years of absurdity. — Cameron Trost, Hoffman's Creeper and Other Disturbing Tales
I don’t know what else to say.""There is nothing else to say. A few minutes of words can’t change years of absurdity. — Cameron Trost, Hoffman's Creeper and Other Disturbing Tales
I don’t know what else to say.""There is nothing else to say. A few minutes of words can’t change years of absurdity. — Cameron Trost, Hoffman's Creeper and Other Disturbing Tales
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I don’t know what else to say.""There is nothing else to say. A few minutes of words can’t change years of absurdity.

— Cameron Trost, Hoffman's Creeper and Other Disturbing Tales
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