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		By: Mr. Local History Project		</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[Mike&#039;s Comments:
This is one sinister looking tree. It is on an open field with just the tree. It was probably more secluded back in the day, as there are some houses off the road a little bit. The odd thing was that there was no snow around the tree. We kept going back to the truck every time we saw headlights coming down the road, just in case. John&#039;s hand started bleeding out of nowhere as we approached the tree the second time. And John scared the shit out of me by screaming for no reason.]]></description>
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This is one sinister looking tree. It is on an open field with just the tree. It was probably more secluded back in the day, as there are some houses off the road a little bit. The odd thing was that there was no snow around the tree. We kept going back to the truck every time we saw headlights coming down the road, just in case. John&#8217;s hand started bleeding out of nowhere as we approached the tree the second time. And John scared the shit out of me by screaming for no reason.</p>
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