“She's dead”, wails Elaine into the telephone “What?” replies Catherine, all mock shock and horror “Rosy,” she blubs uncontrollably, ”˜Rosy' “Dead?” “Yes” her mother sobs…
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The maestro ushers me into the basement of his homestead. A cramped room with cattle hides carpeting the floor and a raised altar (messa) at…
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