I can't help but think of the sprawling McMansion my extended family vrbo-ed in Houston during a wedding. The home comfortably housed 14 people across 7 bedrooms and I counted 6 bathrooms. While the rest of the house was thoroughly maintained (and a little gaudy), one bathroom tucked in the corner of the house had an awful mildew smell, white duct tape covering a crack on the toilet, and a bunch of stains on the wall and tile that I could only assume were a rush job to remove mold.
Just a little anecdote that fits my worldly philosophy of the more things you own, the more things that can break.
Just a little anecdote that fits my worldly philosophy of the more things you own, the more things that can break.
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