The land wears gold instead of green. We walk through October knowing it ends in the season of the dead. Everywhere an echoing back of bone omens, cardboard masks, mangle lanterns. Even the patisseries and fancy bakers of Weychester make folkloric nods in their displays of delight. – Dr. M. Benn

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The duck who lives here must be absolutely fucking massive.

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There is always a locus of haunting. Whether corpse crossroads or cursed building, always some recognisable ghost engine. A locus we instinctually understand as phantom magnet, as anchoring point for scarelore. We've needed such psychic infrastructure since the cave. – #CJosiffe

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Priscilla Till expressed frustration with Mississippi law enforcement during her Oct. 2 gubernatorial campaign announcement. “When we're trying to solve cases and get justice for families, you can't deal with people within the state of Mississippi,” Till said. buff.ly/qUfaRhy

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I’m doing a terrible job of staking up dahlias, but I am doing a very good job of many other things.

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