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Miss Muffet’s not here today.  She told me that she had an appointment with her shrink this afternoon, something about dealing with her arachnophobia for once and for all.  And oh, by the way Mr. Longlegs, be careful, I hear that it’s supposed to rain this afternoon.

Edgar is sitting on a widow ledge.  The wall has a graffiti mural on it but you can only see the picture of a black spider on a green background.  It looks like Edgar is talking to the spider. previous post, A perfect fit

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