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The gingerbread house
Well, look whose neighbourhood made Atlas Obscura.
This monstrosity lives on the block south of me. The owner keeps adding more and more kitsch to the jumble and, to my eye, slyly infringing on the houses next to him, this being a semi-detached. Also he keeps an outdoor radio playing all day. And, not to be all yuppie-home-owner-mind, I have to wonder who will buy this thing once he's gone? Houses here now go for a million plus (mine will finance my retirement home, come the day) but there's a limit to what location, location, and location will bring.
Ah well. Not my problem.
This monstrosity lives on the block south of me. The owner keeps adding more and more kitsch to the jumble and, to my eye, slyly infringing on the houses next to him, this being a semi-detached. Also he keeps an outdoor radio playing all day. And, not to be all yuppie-home-owner-mind, I have to wonder who will buy this thing once he's gone? Houses here now go for a million plus (mine will finance my retirement home, come the day) but there's a limit to what location, location, and location will bring.
Ah well. Not my problem.
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Inside is probably stock Italian Ordinary, with the caveat that it's Italian-Canadian ordinary ie linoleum and wrought iron. The weirdness is all for public display.
It can't be demolished, or not easily, since it's the end of a rowhouse and shares a common wall. New buyers here usually renovate the interiors of their halves of necessity, because it's a neighbourhood of older people who haven't altered their houses in decades, that's gradually turning into a younger one. Complete teardowns or changing the exterior only happens with detached houses-- and not if the neighbours get up in arms about it, because new houses now are all concrete brutalist boxes that scream at the architecture of the rest of the block.