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LexandNeek

Was it Haunted? St. Augustine Church, The Oldest Catholic Church in Nevada, Road Trip Vlog 19

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The shopkeeper told us that the St. Augustine’s Catholic Church in Austin, Nevada, which is on the National Register of Historic Places, was abandoned for now and that we should go take a look. Neek got quite a scare from what she thought might be a ghost, but it turned out to be a pleasant surprise!

 

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