Where I stood, checking out another forclosed house

Some kids managed to get some decorating done while the house was empty.

We persevere, and look at everything.

Lovely painting on the main floor.

Pollock like designs on the windowsill.

Then we check out the basement.   That’s where the real artistry took place, by someone with a limited vocabulary.

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