Poltergeist Activity - The Sun Winding Like A Staircase Onto The Pavement, Rickety Afternoon Shooting Back Thru Shawls Of The City. Tippy-Toe. Curtains Ajar, A Face At The Cross-Roads Looking, Looking For All The World As Pavement Stones, Greasy & Black, A Thin Oiled Compliment To Mrs. Blight Registered At Old Inn Road.
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