Lovecraft parody on the fly

Joseph, on the changed street name of Lovecraft’s “Cthulhu” composition house from College to Prospect: “Why, it’s almost as if it wasn’t *meant* to be found…lol”

My response:

“Uninquiring souls dismissed the change of street name as the result of a pedestrian bookkeeping struggle within the Providence Department of Streets and Sanitation. More alert observers, however, wondered long at certain barely perceptible signs of strangeness about this time on the freshly renamed street. The new postman in the area had a vaguely iridescent complexion, and walked with an exaggerated and disturbing limp that one hysterical old woman –killed shortly afterwards by a piece of falling masonry– insisted held vague suggestions of serpentine movement. Equally disturbing, to the few who dared notice, was the uneasy sense that Prospect Street had acquired what seemed like an increased slope or angle near the Church of Christian Science, whose previously mainstream congregation now seemed strangely augmented both in numbers and in the national diversity of its membership. Alongside numerous purebred Polynesians, Incans, and Sandwich Islanders, the congregation now appeared to be plagued with various unsavory half-castes of the sort more usually observed on the waterfront than in the genteel quarter of College Hill.”