My husband and I are house-grousers. We gripe and snivel and whine and moan about our home: how the urine-ghost of someone’s aging dog emerges each summer with the humidity, how we bang our heads on the ducting in the basement, how we have yet to find an angle in the house the approaches 90 degrees, how the kitchen floor has its own sinkhole after someo…
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