Russian Roulette at the Dinner Table
March 3rd 2006 I awoke feeling like I was part of the crew of a spaceship sent to explore a distant planet... well sortof. Unlike most patrons of my hotel I passed straight past the underwear vending machine, and got dressed in my full compliment of clean clothes waiting for me in the locker room.
Harafusa was killed on the run. His movement after that, however, remains uncertain
My first
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