The Horror On Howth Hill

It was the rains, I swear – the interminable, unspeakable Irish rain – that drove us over the edge. My old Gothic castle, located high atop the hill of Howth facing Dublin Bay, was not only damp, dank and dark (due to the omnipresent clouds) but rapidly becoming decadent, noisome and foetid. In fact, it looked like the set for a Bela Lugosi film-an appropriate scene, I thought later, for the terrible encounter of Professor de Selby and J. R. “Bob” Dobbs

… by Pope Robert Anton Wilson.


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