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Day Two Hundred and Twenty-nine: Mulberry bush

Here we go then, round and round, acting out the nursery rhyme and the age old killing, so cold blooded, so long ago. No crime scene, no DNA testing, no paper suits, you the only witness to the girding of the loins, the mustering of murderous thoughts, the dance before death, in the precincts of power, the cathedral gardens, where more than courage was summoned that dark day. 115 more words

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