Meet Mr Grout and his unholy flock. He's a pleasant looking man, always wearing a smile, always clutching at a bag of seed and a bag of crumbs. You'll often find him, on a park bench, the late afternoon sun through the leaves dappling his white hair and withering cheeks. Listen to his sing-song voice, his light laugh, and his unsettling tale.

Joseph | 23 Aug 2003

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