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Tommy ran into the house, and the backyard was quiet again. The gun felt cold in my hand. I dropped it on the ground. I paused for several seconds, awaiting a cue of some sort, but one didn’t come. I walked over to the corner where the bird had fallen. One eye was still open, [...]

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“There are vampires over in dat there house. I see ‘em every night, but never in the daytime,” the old man with the weathered, almond-colored skin said to me as I exited my car a few streets off Atlantic Ave. I didn’t believe him at the time. I was visiting an old college friend I [...]

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