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My aunt lived next door to a woman who's house was haunted. The spirit was a light hearted prankster, and loved hiding things. He or she went so far as to move things to my aunt's house. I remember at one time, the neighbor was missing, of all things, a bar of soap out of her shower. It showed up - sitting on my aunt's sofa.
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The knack of flying is learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss.
--Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy
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