We knew we had a trap door under the living room rug, but frankly I didn't want it opened for fear of what I would see there and or bring up from the depths. But as it turned out not as badly as I expected when Rick opened it to store a broken microwave that was just taking up valuable space in our kitchen. See for yourself:
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garage equivalent
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| Yes the ladder goes down, from the first floor of our apartment block, this is below ground |
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| See how thick the cement floor is in this photo |
Human nature is the same all over the world, the need to "hang on" to things that may have some value in the future. My guess this is stuff that doesn't even belong to our landlord, but the previous tenants/owners. Who knows and I dont' really care, but the horror (bug infestation) of what I anticipated didn't happen. Thank goodness for tender mercies
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