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They said an angel lived in the belfry. It was a strange tale to those who hadn’t grown up with it. A rumor that drew either the most...

Our back porch faces west, across a thick wood. When the sun is  setting just above the horizon,  it shouts a resounding last call...

The doctor who admitted me didn't believe in ghosts. He believed in delusions, in misfiring synapses, in the chemical architecture of...