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neko_seraph
Aug. 24th, 2010 07:49 am (UTC)
O_O

That's...

That's...

*droooooooools*

Waaaaaaaaaaaaant!

They don't even give a price, I shudder to think what it'll go for, but waaaaaaaaaaaant!

... that being said, I'd rip up the fugly carpet and completely redo the kitchens (wonder what the bathrooms are like).

Edited at 2010-08-24 07:51 am (UTC)
halloranelder
Aug. 24th, 2010 08:39 am (UTC)
Not that big from the looks of them.
neko_seraph
Aug. 25th, 2010 12:43 am (UTC)
If it were for sale, I'd suggest we split the costs - you can have the entire downstairs, I want the entire upstairs. Whaddya say?
missingkeys
Aug. 24th, 2010 09:38 am (UTC)
Ooh, it's gorgeous!
ozisim
Aug. 24th, 2010 11:56 am (UTC)
Oooooo!
You buy the house, I'll run the cafe for you till January?
halloranelder
Aug. 24th, 2010 12:46 pm (UTC)
Screw the cafe, I'd turn the entire thing into my home!
kitling
Aug. 24th, 2010 11:12 pm (UTC)
Its for rent, not sale :(
halloranelder
Aug. 25th, 2010 12:23 pm (UTC)
No, that's for sale.

Auction 2:00pm, Thursday September 16.
pondside
Aug. 26th, 2010 04:11 am (UTC)
I'd be very interested -- All I have to do is win a lottery or have all the people that owe us money pay it back...

It is lovely though...

btw happy birthday! We Virgo's have to stick together!!

Edited at 2010-08-26 04:11 am (UTC)
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