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There's a flight of stairs at Mary's that are definetly cursed. They are the ones Mary fell down and broke dishes and lost a chunk of arm on (and has the big scar from, even bigger than my scar from falling down a tree at age 6). Last night really solidified the cursey-ness when, I was holding a bowl of pesto pasta, and just dropped it. nothing happened, it just fell out of my hand. (it splattered and looked a bit like the exorcist, being green and all)Then, as I was cleaning it up, I got a random nosebleed. And I, as a rule, don't get nosebleeds, except this one time, but basically, it take alot to make me bleed.So I'm really careful on those stairs now.