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93 Across the Street Jean Esteve In suits and ties and hats and hose they file inside their bright new walls. All those sinners, all their sins so amiably combined within. A piercing shadow falls across the Sunday funnies on my porch. Fuckers, move your goddamned church, it’s cutting off my reading light. ...

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