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Saturday, July 11, 2009

Almost Empty Prospect Heights House

This place surprised me. When I arrived around 11:00 all that was left were a few pieces of furniture and a lot of ugly wallpaper.

Just inside the front door. Hello? Is anybody here?

Looking to the left at the living room. I want that fireplace. Now. Please.

Someone went to three weddings, three proms, or three Oscar ceremonies some time in the 1970s.

Go past the dresses, turn left and you'll find an empty room.

Make a right and you'll find another.

This looks like a bathroom that you'd find at a really nice Wild West bordello.

Nothing to see here. Move along. The basement stairs are just to your left.

Sweet bar, semi-cool chair, nice fireplace. What's that in the closet?

Wild West bordello patrons?

The rest of the basement. Plenty of room for a lively game of ping pong.

Found on top of the ping pong table. I should have bought these. They would have been good for minutes of laughs.

Barely used, I'm sure. Maybe because that seat was so damned uncomfortable.

Kind of a cool desk. It was only $20.

Back upstairs. The remnants of what might once have been a TV room. All done here. Next.

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