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May 9, 2008
The first house Garry showed Junior and me was on Hope Street, not too far from here. I had walked past Hope Street before, and at the time I lived in a frame of mind that the street name captured. When I told The Crone I was looking at a house on Hope Street, she shuddered. “Hope is the weakest of the evils let out of Pandora’s Box,” she said. “It barely made it out at all.”

“How can you say Hope is evil?” I asked.

The Crone looked mildly annoyed. “You, already know,” She said, “You of all people.”