Posts tagged househunt
So Close to Home

My grandma was a hoarder. She filled every corner of our tiny cottage with dusty yard sale finds, stained stuffed animals, mothball-scented clothing, and an endless sea of tchotchkes. It was musty and cramped and dark. Lots of bugs. Every window had blankets stapled over them, so no one could see inside. There was no room to breathe.

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