TAKING THIS IN STRIDE
I walk along Franklin Boulevard; I am
looking for the site of the Hall-Mills murder
once again. I found it, but it's all gone. The
torrid bell toll I hear on the hill is from
another silly church - church or school,
the institutions have taken everything over.
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There is a man pounding a pedal on a bicycle.
He works intently on whatever it is he is doing.
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