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Before we begin our story, I'd like to draw your attention to all the traffic we've been getting from Canada. So much so that I get paranoid. Blogging for night-folk will do that to you. Is it real? Is it 'bots?'...Is it some kind of spam?...
It looks real. I see hits on particular posted pages. Some bots don't register on any individual page... I'm very thankful for it and I hope it's real... But with all that increased viewership, you'd think comments would go up a bit too?... I don't know. I told 'Papa' about it. He's an uber vampire. He knows everything... But he just sat there staring at a late night rerun of some afternoon talk show. I don't even think it was the talk show. I think he was just staring. He sits there like Abraham Lincoln in his monument. The little ghost boy from the basement makes faces, but Papa doesn't care. The little ghost boy feels bad. I light an aroma candle. Vampires and ghosts and all like aroma candles. When she's here, Edith, the Jersey Pine Barrens witchy-woman (not a born witch) buys them. She gets cases at Walmart. Says housekeepers shouldn't waste money. Like those vampires need to save money. 'Familiars' (human helpers) leave envelopes of cash here every few days. Each one has two 'flats' (wrapped stacks) of hundred dollar bills. That's ten thousand dollars. I put it in a special safe sunk into the cement floor downstairs. Utility bills are automatically paid. Market sends groceries, mostly for me and Edith, when she's here. A man from Kellmer's in the jewelry district comes by to wind the clocks. Cleaning service comes around. Every six months the decorator comes buy to see if any of the furnishings need repair or replacement. They're good antiques, so mostly they repair. They polish and buff the floors... do something to the rugs. I don't even know why they send over the money. The vampires have accounts with all the better stores. I might take a few hundred when I need it. Look, I don't even need medical insurance. When I get sick, one of them (mostly Sarah) gives me a little vial of their blood and I'm well again. ... This is a strange life. I walk down to The South Street Diner and say - Put in on the tab... I buzz my own hair. I must have told you that..
I want them back. I want Jonathon and Sarah and Conrad and Edith and even little Annie. I hope they can come back. Papa's here, but he comes and goes. Plus he's catatonic ninety eight percent of the time... Twenty eight thousand years old. He don't know crap.... Look, I'm gonna go play Yahtzee with the little ghost boy. I have to throw the dice for him, 'cause sometimes he can't move things on his own.
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And in 'Baby Philadelphia' the very fabric of creation continued to unravel. Jonathon heard things... modern sounds... digital devices... medical equipment ... muffled animal noises... electronic hums.... He told Doctor Franklin. The old reprobate just sighed and looked away. ... Conrad said he heard things too. The doctor whispered - What?... Conrad said - I heard Judge Judy coming out the window of a candle shop. There ain't no TVs here, but I heard it. I heard it everywhere!... Judge Judy! Judge Judy! Judge Judy! In a parallel universe?!?! And you, you old son of a bitch, you look like shit. You never look like shit, 'old' but not like that. What's going on?!....
Franklin sank into his chair. How thin he was. Jonathon hadn't realized... Conrad went - What do you want, old man? You want some water? I'll get you water.... But the old man didn't answer. He just began to cry...
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