[If you happen to be on Beaver Street today, you may run across a rather bewildered looking man, just standing outside of a house, number 1763 to be precise, muttering to himself, and examining the house.]
Now, what in tarnation... This sure ain't any place I ever seen before. I don't think I like it, not one bit. [he rubs his chin, and turns away
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