So over here. This part, of the house. Built in the forties, so, elegance (Spanish archways.) And this. The seventies. So it feels as if it were built for, hmmm, encounters.

An american dream certainly, and perhaps the american dream in some sense, but. I an insulated somewhat. From the banality of that. I hope. Because it is no average place. No, this is the closest you come to loft living. In the town that is not chic.

Then to fix the certification pile and then the car. Perhaps this is one that gets edited or maybe not.

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