That is such a totally desolate picture.
I've always loved your stories about that place! Such a romantic name...
Oh, so sad. I know you don't live there anymore, but it's like losing a piece of yourself. Sort of attempted amnesia.
Im sorry to hear that. I would be very sad if the house I grew up in burned down.
That must be hard. I sometimes go on Google maps and take the street view to look at the house where I grew up.
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