I should be asleep, but I'm not. Not because of the insomnia. Not this time. It's just hard to sleep with the snow piling up Outside, blown across the street like sand over dunes.
The wind pushes the trees about and bellows around the eaves of the HouseAt irregular intervals, snowplows rumble down the street
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Well, I was once arrested as I checked on my ex-wife's empty house on her behalf, and spent a few hours locked up, listening to a guy in the neighbouring cell shake the bars and shout, "I am Lex Luthor and I'll have revenge on everybody!"
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No, the House.
Also, we don't speak "lol" here.
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