Monday, September 28, 2009


The other day I was sitting on a bench in a park having a smoke when some junior high girls walked by. They were humming the tune of Ravel's Bolero. "That's odd," I remember thinking to myself.

That evening I was at home sitting on the sofa with my little girl when, out of the blue, she started humming Bolero.

"This is how horror movies begin," I thought to myself. I waited for the phone to ring...

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