Monday, October 1, 2012

Ghostbuster


I recently happened on the demolition of a house in my neighborhood.  It had been the home of longtime residents and was clearly loved - a well-tended patio, a wood shop in the garage, and about eight lazy cats.  I drove by a couple of hours later and it was all flattened.  I caught a glimpse of someone walking in the rubble holding a toy.

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