Fear and Loathing in Small Town America

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The local landlady raised an eyebrow as she baltered along the crosswalk in the Village Square.

Heaven forbid she should rub up against an occupant from the other boarding house. She made this daily trip trying to discover any whelved ne’er-do-wells in her neighborhood.

Her fear was sometimes quelled by lighting a candle at her journey’s destination, the small cottage church. Upon her visit the sometimes heard sound of a lone singer in the choir was reassuring. She seemed to forget this bit of blessing as she continued her journey back home, giving the evil eye to any person on the street she deemed suspicious.

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