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Cadaver Palaver

.. There’s a spirit in my sunroom, and he’s got a lot to say. I think he’s rather bothering; I wish he’d go away. He’s a specter wearing spectacles, who thinks he’s rather wise. He’s a wraith with wrath to … Continue reading

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