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It feels like the end of an era. Thank you, house, for hosting my second child/teenhood. In many ways, you were the perfect place for my belated incubation, a big messy nest for my obsessions and tantrums, ecstasies, sorrows, loves, and misfortunes. I wanted to buy you and fix you up. If I ever walk by to find you torn down and replaced by more Bike Centric Eco Flats, my heart will surely break.