by Caroline
(Oregon City, OR)
If you go by the old courthouse late at night. The lights will flicker and an old man walks out and down the stairs to the river front. He wrings his hands, muttering, bad business. Bad business, and if you look him in the eyes. he tells you to go. Go far away. And his energy melts away.
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