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October 3, 2010 Some people swore that the house was haunted.   Others knew that she was harmless... mostly.  She was old, yet naive.  That sometimes happens when you grow up in the city of Genoa.

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October 1, 2010 Some people swore that the house was haunted. You weren't sure. Your new hip slowed your steps, water bottle in one hand while the other hand's fingers trailed our gate. Your pulse paused on a pointed picket. Your glasses reflected our bedroom window. Your hand brushed mine as you walked away.

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October 1, 2010 Some people swore that the house was haunted by the ghosts of recipes so utterly failed that the spirits comprising their individual traditions begged in agony for release from such a twisted fate. Her futile attempts to reconstruct dishes of paramount cultural significance were legendary among her friends.

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September 30, 2010 Some people swore that the house was haunted. It had to be haunted. After all, every other house on the block was haunted. In fact, every other house in the Dixon's entire neighborhood had at least one apparitional resident. Some were even blessed with two or three or more. There was no reason to assume that the Dixon's house should be so different, so bereft of undead energy.

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September 29, 2010 Some people swore that The House Was Haunted was the worst punk rock album ever recorded. The CD now served as a coaster, separating a half empty bottle of warm beer from the polished wood table in Michael's apartment.

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September 29, 2010 Some people swore that the house was haunted even though my son and I were the first to live there. We moved from the old house exactly seven years from the day my wife disappeared in the Colombian rain forest where her fated plane went down. They found no trace of her, other than her carry-on bag and laptop.

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September 28, 2010 Some people swore that the house was haunted. As for Budgie, she'd rather let well-enough alone. Jemima Budgins-St. Louis wished the world would just keep to itself, thank you very much. Mr. Gatswain had been a founding member of the Presbyter St. Matthias Cat Rescue and a gallant neighbor. What sense was there in dilly-dallying around his empty house?

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September 25, 2010 Some people swore that the house was haunted.  But, perhaps that's because the house asked more of them than they were willing to give.  Its location in the center of the block was unavoidable.  Every day people walked past it, their heads lowered, dogs in tow.  Sometimes, when I visited, I watched them.

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September 25, 2010 Some people swore that the house was haunnet. Me, I don't believe it. Never did.

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September 25, 2010 Some people swore that the house was haunted. That old house, first home of the congregation; it was shotgun, long and narrow with a series of rooms connected by double doors. Outside, there was nothing noteworthy about the simple structure; no architectural evidence to denote its modest role in the transformation of so many.

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