The tree-lined streets were silent except for the sporadic revving of glass packs down Church Avenue. "Hist!" exclaimed Jack. " "On the contrary, if that is a specimen, they must be poets. \" She cooed into his ear, stroking his chest hair. Tombs were desecrated, beautiful statues toppled, and the colorful shops that she had been enchanted by along the canal had been closed or burned. A momentary petrifaction, and terror had lent wings to her feet. We were two people with a craving.
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