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4G;the project towards genius! View my complete profile. Monday, November 30, 2009. What will i post? WHAT HAPPENED TO OUR CLASS CHALET! And try to.
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Especially For Low Hong De. Monday, November 30, 2009. This is Especially For Low Hong De D. The name of the game is called shutter or whatever you want to call it. The main objective of the game is to escape the building via the first floor so its best to play this game in an area like our school, or something like that. However, the only way to get down to the first floor is through the shutters-but theyre all locked; players, therefore, have to find the key from the key master who is hiding.CONTENT
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