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The man known only as Lovecraft, the only relation being their…unconventional way of reasoning through life, stood in silence, transferring his weight from foot to foot on the grass. He realized that in all the years he'd lived here, even after he'd…gone away and returned so many times, the grass never changed. It was always the same length and the same deep green. Now that he was aware of it, it bothered him to no end. He strode over to the playground which was framed by a waist-high wall of cement. The sand was dry and, as he bent and scooped up a handful, he realized it was frigid, like someone had broken a thousand ice cubes in the pit, a