Sometimes there’s a story, so weird and farfetched, it rings like an urban legend. The Unreal happens though. When there’s a tear in the universe of the normal, take pictures. No one will believe you otherwise.
Maybe you read Eulogy for James, about our neighbor who died in his bed, where his body remained for weeks, rotting during a wet spring. The story did not stop there. After his body was removed, his house, a hoarder’s hellhole, and his car, a brand new Cadillac, were left behind, watched over by his plastic yard statuary, a Buddha and Madonna. As the weather warmed his windows steamed and filled with flies. The smell of death hovered through out the neighborhood. The city posted a yellow violation notice on his door, stating it was an unfit dwelling and a health code violation. Neighbors speculated and hoped it would soon be torn down.
Maybe you read Eulogy for James, about our neighbor who died in his bed, where his body remained for weeks, rotting during a wet spring. The story did not stop there. After his body was removed, his house, a hoarder’s hellhole, and his car, a brand new Cadillac, were left behind, watched over by his plastic yard statuary, a Buddha and Madonna. As the weather warmed his windows steamed and filled with flies. The smell of death hovered through out the neighborhood. The city posted a yellow violation notice on his door, stating it was an unfit dwelling and a health code violation. Neighbors speculated and hoped it would soon be torn down.
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