One Million Footnotes
Observations from the Bottom of the Page
Monday, August 28, 2006
1065.
One long branch of their backyard maple hung down low enough for them to reach it, and when they tugged on it a dark flapping and squeaking of bats came out of the trees and into the invisible night.
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