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Sometimes there's just a house abandoned you stumble across. Except it's not 'just' a house. It was somebody's home. It was filled with life, laughter, struggle & love. There was so much personal stuff left behind here. I imagine they were grandparents & they were all but forgotten. There were pics of family, kids & grandkids. So much left behind. I don't post those personal memories. They belong to them.
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