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SLAB MANGRAVE

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Once, many years ago, late one cold, cloudless autumn night, I was walking home alone, enjoying the crisp air (and a wee smoke). I glanced into the window of a house, illuminated in the moonless night, and saw something looking back at me. I kept on walking and elected not to look again. It was a house I had walked past many times, even as a child. I know it was probably my eyes playing a trick on me, but I still sometimes think about the red face

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