Wednesday, March 28, 2007

944 Cribs

You know, I really don't intend to write so much about real estate, it just seems to happen.

So I picked up this copy of 944 (a little late, I might add, but what the hell, it's free)



And inside, I find this article.

(The article linked no longer features photos of the property - 09/07 LaviDave)

Well, hell.

Back in June of '05, I took a few snaps of this place, just because it was so freakin' over-the-top and kind of scary. 'Course, it probably looks better now that someone's living in it and keeping up the landscaping.


Nice to see the place has been turned around.

More (pre-flip) photos here.

And here's Google's satellite shot.
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