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Inside the Asylum: Briarcliff Memoriam

Oliver Thredson was, to all appearances, a kindly figure, fatherly in his manner. This face he showed the world, this face of sanity and benevolence, that was his real mask. Underneath lurked the real Oliver Thredson, an unspeakable monster.
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Oliver Thredson was, to all appearances, a kindly figure, fatherly in his manner. This face he showed the world, this face of sanity and benevolence, that was his real mask. Underneath lurked the real Oliver Thredson, an unspeakable monster.
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Oliver Thredson was, to all appearances, a kindly figure, fatherly in his manner. This face he showed the world, this face of sanity and benevolence, that was his real mask. Underneath lurked the real Oliver Thredson, an unspeakable monster.
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Oliver Thredson was, to all appearances, a kindly figure, fatherly in his manner. This face he showed the world, this face of sanity and benevolence, that was his real mask. Underneath lurked the real Oliver Thredson, an unspeakable monster.
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Oliver Thredson was, to all appearances, a kindly figure, fatherly in his manner. This face he showed the world, this face of sanity and benevolence, that was his real mask. Underneath lurked the real Oliver Thredson, an unspeakable monster.
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Oliver Thredson was, to all appearances, a kindly figure, fatherly in his manner. This face he showed the world, this face of sanity and benevolence, that was his real mask. Underneath lurked the real Oliver Thredson, an unspeakable monster.
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Oliver Thredson was, to all appearances, a kindly figure, fatherly in his manner. This face he showed the world, this face of sanity and benevolence, that was his real mask. Underneath lurked the real Oliver Thredson, an unspeakable monster.

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