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The Secret of Ghosts

Just as I was leaving the house for work, Ethan called me back: “Dad, ghosts are invincible because ghosts are invisible”.

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Posted on March 3, 2007June 16, 2007Author Nicholas ThorpeCategories Bliss, out of the mouths of babes

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