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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Dunwich Horror by H. P. Lovecraft: aesthetic canon, is more than commonly beautiful; yet there is
no influx of artists or summer tourists. Two centuries ago, when
talk of witch-blood, Satan-worship, and strange forest presences
was not laughed at, it was the custom to give reasons for avoiding
the locality. In our sensible age - since the Dunwich horror of
1928 was hushed up by those who had the town's and the world's
welfare at heart - people shun it without knowing exactly why.
Perhaps one reason - though it cannot apply to uninformed strangers
- is that the natives are now repellently decadent, having gone
far along that path of retrogression so common in many New England
backwaters. They have come to form a race by themselves, with
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