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Ok, this house is weird. Firstly, I was wondering what was up w/the garage door.
Turns out it's a mirror. Built in 1955 in Palm Springs, CA, it's been remodeled and you must see the choices. 3bds, 3ba, 2,319 sq ft, $1,499,999.
Check out the floor, like a mass murder scene.
Conversation pit decorated with a sofa and tables. Was this once a hot tub?
The stains continue throughout the kitchen.
Two lone side chairs in a corner.
Gray cement walls in the kitchen.
Snacks for the buyers?
Looking out toward the pool from the pit.
Cement dining table. I think it's built-in. It also appears to have a convenient electrical outlet.
It's such a huge space to fill. The sun is casting shadows, but it looks like there are steps here.
The glass wall opens to the pool.
There's a shower room here, but it's open. At least the shower & toilet are behind a wall.
The bedrooms and baths have floors that look watercolor stained. Interesting how they put the bed partly under the arch.
The bed from behind. Is that a fridge?
The ensuite is big, but so sparse and spread out. I would've expected a sink under the neon mirror. This is so ugly.
The secondary bedroom is plain and has floating nightstands installed.
The primary bedroom has folding doors to the patio.
Out by the pool, it looks like they repainted the statues pink and black, themselves. The lamp is broken.
Matching statues.
Nice fruit tree.
Fancy ceiling lights in the garage.
.28 acre lot.
https://www.zillow.com/homedetails/2275-E-Belding-Dr-Palm-Springs-CA-92262/18019319_zpid/
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Y’ever read something and have understanding that has eluded you interminably suddenly stop, curl up, and snuggle neatly into a fold in your brain because a new way way opened to it?

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my new years resolution for 2025:
1. get hotter
2. lesbian sex
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Legend of Zorro - Zorro & Elena
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Heard some important information on Twitter today, and thought I’d post it here for anyone who may not have heard it. This is actually a thing, devised by human rights organisation called Karma Nirvana.
Reblog to save a life?
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babe. I know we’re all going thru a lot rn but I just wanna give u the heads up that sesame streets future is in jeopardy. hbo has chosen not to renew it for new episodes (a series that has been going since 1969) and the residents of 123 Sesame Street no longer have a home :(
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I read an AITA post a few weeks back about a woman who liked having snacks in the bath when she's had a long day (a result of residual trauma iirc - the bath was her safe space). Her brand new husband of three weeks, a man twice her age who had no job, made her pay all of his bills and do all housework, and spent all day every day gaming because he wanted to make it as a Twitch streamer, had always been fine with this; but, on the day in question, had whisked her bath snacks out of her hands as she was on her way to the bathroom and tried to bin them, telling her it was time to 'break her of that filthy habit in his home'. She told him if he ever actually paid anything towards the house she owns outright he might get a say, took her snacks back, and had her lovely bath. He was since giving her the silent treatment.
(Obviously the judgement was an avalanche of 'NTA and also he's abusing you', which she agreed with, and decided to kick him out, so happy ending.)
Anyway I told my husband about this and he was outraged. "I would never do that!" he told me, furious. "I would find it adorable if you had bath snacks!"
Since then, every time I try to have a bath (which I only do as a rare treat) after about ten minutes there has been an anxious scrabbling at the bathroom door.
"Elanor!" he says. "Do you have bath snacks? Do you need anything?"
My answer is irrelevant. He brings me wine and poptarts. Now I have bath snacks. I'm a bath snacks person. Last time he was literally sleeping on the sofa when I went for the bath. Somehow this still happened. I now have an eager bathroom butler. How did this happen. I have never been so decadent yet bewildered.
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