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 ... moved into a new place ...  ... first night there in a deep sleep was visited by a short middle aged man ... well dressed in a black suit ... seemed to be Korean but not sure ... although silent the figure's presence was so strong i was pulled out of dream to fully awake ... as I lay in bed the after image of him remained standing silently in the hallway just outside the open bedroom door ... he wasn't really looking at me but i felt he sensed i was now aware of his presence and didn't wish to startle me ... finally assured he was a dream figure i fell back to sleep ... only later to be visited again ...  this time not in dream but upon waking saw him standing fully in the doorway ...  a serious, calm face he looked directly into my eyes ...  ...  i knew he was an apparition  & examined his demeanour ... he was likewise examining me with a gentle questioning look ... oh a previous owner of the apartment i thought ... he didn't move or speak ju...
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car torched

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. . . yesterday while visiting my mother for Sunday supper . . . my car parked at the rear of the house was torched . . . witnesses identified a five year old playing around the vehicle followed by three sharp explosions and high flames . . . the fire department responded in less than a minute thanks to a neighbour's 911 call . . . the gas meter directly behind the car melted and had to be replaced . . . the house was slightly singed . . . inside the smell of smoke hung around the night but all is well now . . . i was fixing the car up as a graduation gift for my son so the vehicle was unlicensed . . . no insurance but sure makes a dramatic picture & story . . . how 'bout this story (all factually true) - vehicle parked behind former Islamic Temple torched while recently arrived Korean guest out visiting campus . . .
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