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I Was Thinking About Ghost Stories

People think ghosts only live in isolated places. Dilapidated farmhouses, crumbling churches, the whispering halls of abandoned mental hospitals, that sort of thing. And when ghosts do come near living people, the stories banish them to attics and cellars, the creaking, dusty places of disuse. As if malevolent spirits have nothing better to do than rummage around in boxes of Christmas ornaments and old clothes.

The ghosts are where the living are.

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I write things. I drink and swear and sometimes sing.

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