A Film by David Lowery “…” – Ghost In solitude it creeps. The refrigerator motor hums, the clock ticks away, the dead air ambiance crackling around. Tapping on the keyboard, clack, clack, clack, a slight buzz in the ear. Hair stands on end and everything stops. No hum, no tick, no clack. You […]
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