Last year I looked up our old university house. It's totally renovated and now a group air BnB type place, with as many rooms crammed in as they could. Some of it is recognizable, a lot of the basement isn't. I do wonder if the incredibly loud crack we heard while to many people were partying upstairs ever caused a problem, or if they managed to get the urine out of the closet floor. Did they find scorched wood in the ceiling from the Christmas tree afterburner?
The house I lived in for the first year of my life got blown up in that gas explosion in Canmore, so can't really look at that one anymore.
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