... next to last house on a dead-end street.
Everything about it spelled death and defeat.
Sometimes you call an ambulance, or maybe it’s worse.
There’s the undertaker at the wheel of his hearse.
Doom, by T-Imenem
There are lots of cul-de-sacs in Lake Country, but I’m beginning to wonder if they might be the source of endemic unhappiness.
A Feng Shui practitioner will tell you that cul-de-sacs are…