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Hoarding et al

• arclein

The front door opens into the living room ?" an ironic name for such an uninhabitable place. I've never seen anything like this. There are LPs, stained mattresses, mountains of canned food, ripped cushions, dog crates, and hundreds upon hundreds of boxes. All fading back into the darkness. The smell is beyond staleness or rot. It's the stench of sickness, of time lost.