I’ve been busy.

I am the proud owner of a “condominium” which I purchased in a previous life and of which I have been unable to rid myself ever since.

There’s nothing wrong with it, but I hate being responsible for the house that I currently live in, much less this other residence. Hell, I’d live in a cardboard box if it had a garage. No mortgage, no chores, no maintenance. That’d be the life.

I’ve been over there a lot, lately, getting it ready to sell. Tonight’s task was to simply touch up the paint in the kitchen. I saw some cracks in the existing paint job, and so I tried to peel off the loose paint. Next thing I know, all the paint on that wall - 30 years and 4 layer’s worth - has peeled away in a single sheet, revealing the original plaster wall and several dead bodies. And buried treasure. Ok, I’m totally kidding about the treasure and one of the dead bodies.

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