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Finding himself the converse of ennui, a man sits at a window, watching the people on the street. A long description of the people of the city ensue, which I thoroughly enjoyed. I'm one of those people that never complained about Stephen King's descriptions, it's where the beauty in speech resides. So here, too, I found myself fascinated by the detail. Suddenly the man sees an old man with a facial expression he's never seen before. He rushes to get his coat and follows the man, and a wild chase develops. The old man never sees the man following him, but an interesting story arises.

I enjoyed this story, although again, not one of my favorites. I love Poe for his horror, and with Halloween and Autumn around the corner, I hope to read more of his darker works.