I lived in a tiny little studio apartment that was in a 150-year-old tavern. The upstairs (where I lived) used to be a whorehouse.
Wonder if that’s the same one they visited for one of those ghost stories programs. The lower floor became a BBQ rib joint and the side of the building became a Radiology office. The two businesses were connected by a door. The outtakes from the episode showed the crew, enjoying a comp’d lunch of BBQ rib sammiches, musing that the meat had been prepared on the X-ray table. Macabre humor, I guess 😉
At least it’s still standing. The jail where I used to live has been torn down to make way for progress. So much for history, eh?
I guess you’re holding your own; I see that there’s pretty sizable power outages across the river and to the north of you.
That’s pretty cryptic.
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I lived in a tiny little studio apartment that was in a 150-year-old tavern. The upstairs (where I lived) used to be a whorehouse.
Wonder if that’s the same one they visited for one of those ghost stories programs. The lower floor became a BBQ rib joint and the side of the building became a Radiology office. The two businesses were connected by a door. The outtakes from the episode showed the crew, enjoying a comp’d lunch of BBQ rib sammiches, musing that the meat had been prepared on the X-ray table. Macabre humor, I guess 😉
At least it’s still standing. The jail where I used to live has been torn down to make way for progress. So much for history, eh?
I guess you’re holding your own; I see that there’s pretty sizable power outages across the river and to the north of you.
I had no idea you were 150 years old…… 🙂
Heh, snap . . .