Where was Joe this time?

Where was Joe this time?

One night, at about the same time Andy Jackson was whipping red coats near New Orleans, a young woman and her half sister both eloped with a poet, meeting in the dark right here by this grave. One of the young women is buried here, along with her mother who is quite probably the greatest social philosophers ever born on English soil, the Grandmother of Frankenstein!

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