Placeholder: [art by Slipknot] angels with the powerful sword of repentance in a small, cozy apartment in NYC. The walls are painted white, the floors are polished and the furniture is simple and functional. Uriel, the angel of repentance [art by Slipknot] angels with the powerful sword of repentance in a small, cozy apartment in NYC. The walls are painted white, the floors are polished and the furniture is simple and functional. Uriel, the angel of repentance

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[art by Slipknot] angels with the powerful sword of repentance in a small, cozy apartment in NYC. The walls are painted white, the floors are polished and the furniture is simple and functional. Uriel, the angel of repentance

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