I Know Things about the Neighbors

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They do not believe in privacy.  He used to collect aluminum cans downtown in a Forceflex trash bag.  He walks around in his underwear singing along with Hootie and the Blowfish and eating Slim Jims.  She was a housewife, determined to turn him into a project.  He killed his goldfish, suffocated it in a paper towel.  The fish had flopped for just a moment, and then it lay still, dormant.  She goes to church on Sundays but he doesn’t because he is a “practicing atheist.”  One of them has a secret and the other doesn’t want to know what it is. 

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