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Abstract
"There's places around here," Rego's mother told him once, outside on their front porch over coffee and tea, "where demons walk."
"Demons, then?" He was always playful, he always catered to her.
"Devils," she whispered harshly, and her skinny fingers shivered against her cigarette. ~excerpt from short story
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