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Hey,

I changed my ghost story from www.whendarknesscomes.com to
www.scareme.us

It's a better, catchy name I think.

I hope to start dropping by here more often now that my writing has slowed down a bit.

Raymond

Hey friends:

I am so happy to finally see my ghost story website finally on the web.

I hope when ya get a chance you'll check it out.

Visit: www.scareme.us

Raymond

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