PainInMyIrish

THE CLEAR PEOPLE ATE MY HOME TOWN I remember the first time I heard the sound. Back then nobody thought much of it. A deep whirring, almost mechanical noise, most of us just wrote it off as some type of machine we weren't familiar with. And only hearing it every now and then, it wasn't something we deemed worthy of any investigation. It wasn't until people started noticing a drop in the transient population that suspicions began to arise. At first it was only isolated incidents. You might have been used to seeing a particular man asking for change at an intersection, only to one day realize he hadn't been there in several days. Or the small