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seed #362 The house was not non-descript; It did not stand out. The featureless facade boasted a loud demeanor. On the ground level two doors pulled back into a hall, preceded by a marble courtyard  ensconced in an alcove of almost-trees, making the place privy from the passing eye, with three sunken armchairs of caneContinue reading “Annual shop-lifted Art showcase”