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February 12, 2007
mrs. johnson, we excavated thirty seven bones from the diamond mine in your backyard.
they are strangely shaped, and seem to be human, but we just cannot discern the nature of these burn marks, these scratches, these hollowed and rounded pieces.
can we resort to extremist thinking?
your house rests on the graveyard of something horrible.
carbon dating tells us that many years ago there were lovers trapped in this coal pit under your house, they drank the marrow from eachother's skeletons, they bathed this mass of hardened earth in blood and flesh.
we are afraid there was no sign of escape, how strange.