I saw this house on the way to Buffalo, NY for a Canisius visit, and squeaked and squealed over the Christmas lights hanging up and the general freakiness of it. Then I demanded we stop to look at it and take pictures on the way back, and my demanding WORKED!
I'm so, so, SO sad I didn't get t go in. IT WAS SO HARD NOT TO GO IN. I mean... the basement was RIGHT THERE, a door was UNLOCKED, the back door was WIDE OPEN... gah. I WOULD have gone in, but my mom and sister were in the car waiting and then my mom started honking the horn and... sadface. )=
This is in New Hampshire, by the way.
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