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don't askTopic: "Nevermore"(6)
When Frodo visited the University of Virginia, he was duly impressed by the architectural talents of Thomas Jefferson. Standing on the Quad however, he found himself drawn to the row of student housing which first housed those in search of an education in Charlottesville. Entering through an open door he noted the brick flooring and the central heat of an individual fireplace in each apartment. Today, for the unknowing, these apartments are the prized educational residences of graduate students. The competition to attain one for a single academic year is intense, and highly political.
At first, Frodo thought that anyone wanting to spend a winter living in such spartan surroundings had to be suffering from the kind of delusions which today guide the Tea Party. That is until he noted that the apartment in which he stood had been that which had sheltered former University of Virginia student Edgar Allen Poe.
Frodo was unable to find any indications of Raven poop on the floor, nor could he locate any portion of the walls which appeared to have been bricked over in order to imprison drinkers of Italian Wine. He was however, totally taken with the moment.
This vignette follows the fact that for the second year in a row, Poe's grave was greeted on the morn of the anniversary of his birth without the customary three roses and a half-empty bottle of cognac which had adorned said monument annually for more than forty years. The unknown person failed to appear on Wednesday past for the second year in a row, giving rise to speculation that the visitor may have joined Poe in a world truly dark and dreary. Jeff Jerome, curator of the Poe Museum, felt it unlikely that the unknown visitor was nearly napping.
Is that the doorbell?
