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The camden horror

Missing people in camden cooking there body's and sells for cooed food

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Previously

…Betty polished the chrome sugar dispenser, her eyes never leaving her own reflection. “Camden is a strange place, Sheriff. Always has been. Maybe they just got tired of the quiet.” Brody shook his head. “Camden folk don’t get tired of quiet. We crave it.” He took a sip of coffee. It tasted stale, weak. He looked toward the kitchen entrance, where a rich, savory wave of aroma was emanating—the signature scent of Silas’s famous roast. He watched as Silas’s silhouette moved behind the steam, a fleeting dark shape against the bright steel. Brody remembered the

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