This was part of MY house. Just mine it was. Oh, for my SeaGod! I see it now, here! One of the one and only sides of what was MY house. My lonely house. I’m not going to cry. Crabs don’t cry. And, where would the other side, the other part, be? SeaGod knows! They are both abandoned, and with no occupancy expectations. In the hands of luck, fate and man. An ashtray, a piece of decoration… read more