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https://www.grupoursa.com/brokers/ Once, a half century ago, the home was proudly tucked and painted… there was a green trellis trailing with wisteria vines and a long bench covered with potted plants… there was a rocking chair for long rests during the hot humid afternoons and a calico cat snoozing in a sunny circle on the gray porch planks. There were voices calling through the doors – yoo-hoos and howdy-dos.
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https://www.grupoursa.com/propiedades/florencia-3000/ Old homes draw me closer, not because of the brick and mortar, but because I’m the curious type. I always wonder who lived there…what experiences they shared…what ever happened to them. If these walls could only talk…
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https://www.grupoursa.com/brokers/ There is an owner and part of the home is rented, part is hopefully slated to be rehabbed. That was the plan last I heard.