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Oh look it's a Fear Street book. Man I remember going through these like water when I was in the 6th grade. The embossed titles. The cheesy font. The painted covers that looked more like promotions for terrible 80s VHS tapes than books. And those cover blurbs. Do I ever miss those! Best part of the book really - you didn't even have to turn it over to see what it was about.

Let's just see what this one says.





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What? No it doesn't you dumb shit.

Jesus no wonder the man could never write anything worth while. He couldn't even pass spelling in the first grade.