Mrs Halprin and the Lottery
It looked like a large stove, one of those round stoves which have been superseded by central heating, though those with a sentiment for the past might buy one for old times’ sake. This one was considerably larger, and stood at the far end of the courtyard, rusting in the weather. It looked out of place in an otherwise new setting of brick and concrete. Only when smoke came out of it did it seem not so much misplaced as ominous.
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