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When you walk around the neighborhoods at night, you can't help but look into lighted window frames. Every house is weird, reflective of the person who resides in it. Where a blue hearse is parked in the driveway of a duplex, through the window I see 4 hunting rifles against the while. Another house seems small, but it has absurdly fancy portrait of some Earl of something tucked into the corner ceiling. Another window has the slender arm of a girl raised into the air from her bed; the arm against painted red walls.
Red walls.
Who paints their walls red?
Red walls.
Who paints their walls red?