Woman lived here. Young. Probably didn’t take much when she left, but people have been here since. As expected no food. Some clothes but nothing for me. Some dresses. No where to go in a dress these days. Always appreciate a bed. Something people won’t take with them. There is a bike in her storage room. Surprised no one used it. Tires flat. Looking for pump but so far no luck. Storage a mess so I just have to keep looking. Not even sure I can ride it with my leg hurting, but I will find some way I guess.
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