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Low life

The strange people who keep a nightly vigil over my mother

23 February 2019

9:00 AM

23 February 2019

9:00 AM

To begin with it was mice. The house was overrun with them. She saw them out of the corner of her eye shooting across the room. Then they became bolder. Instead of running away they ran towards her, menacing her. So she set traps and laid poison. I’d come home and open a linen drawer and find a trap set in it or blue granules in a plastic tray.

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