parsimonious_instead
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Never found a gun but...
Things were a bit slow when I first launched my business. A client of mine that bought, fixed up and sold foreclosure homes assented when I asked if I could do a "clean out" of a recently bought foreclosure to make some extra cash.
As I suspected, the prior owners departed in a hurry, leaving their stuff behind.
It was odd, eerie and kinda cool to look over this stuff, even as I was dragging it out to the curb for bulk pickup. Some of the finds were interesting.
I think at least one of the residents was in law enforcement, possibly corrections, because there were some old tattered blue uniforms still hanging up in a closet.
I found a few rounds of loose .38 Special ammo in a drawer, which I kept.
Also found a machete or two - I had never wielded one before and I understood immediately why they work so well as tools and weapons.
The piece de resistance might have been the huge cider jug of clear liquid labeled "nitric acid." Luckily right around the time I did this work, my county Gov't had a "household clean up day" in which people could bring anything hazardous to be disposed of properly. So I took the opportunity to ditch the jug and breathed a lot easier once I left the temporary dumpsite.
Things were a bit slow when I first launched my business. A client of mine that bought, fixed up and sold foreclosure homes assented when I asked if I could do a "clean out" of a recently bought foreclosure to make some extra cash.
As I suspected, the prior owners departed in a hurry, leaving their stuff behind.
It was odd, eerie and kinda cool to look over this stuff, even as I was dragging it out to the curb for bulk pickup. Some of the finds were interesting.
I think at least one of the residents was in law enforcement, possibly corrections, because there were some old tattered blue uniforms still hanging up in a closet.
I found a few rounds of loose .38 Special ammo in a drawer, which I kept.
Also found a machete or two - I had never wielded one before and I understood immediately why they work so well as tools and weapons.
The piece de resistance might have been the huge cider jug of clear liquid labeled "nitric acid." Luckily right around the time I did this work, my county Gov't had a "household clean up day" in which people could bring anything hazardous to be disposed of properly. So I took the opportunity to ditch the jug and breathed a lot easier once I left the temporary dumpsite.