As I watched, hidden in the shadows, a child, no more than four or five approached the house at the end of the cul-de-sac shivering in the crisp Autumn air, and, as I watched, she knocked on the door to the house, candle-light flickering just under the dusty old curtains, visible just for a second, then gone, hidden under the dark drapes, shielding them once…

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