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High Hopes

This afternoon we are going to see nine houses. Our hunt has been going on for two months. We were to be moving into house #1, later christened the House of Mold, today. At this moment, in a universe where the House of Mold wasn’t teeming with spores and slime, we would be directing boxes and deciding the best spot for the piano. Instead, I am sitting here nibbling on fries from Good Times, writing, and telling myself and anyone who will listen that today is the day we will find our future home.

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