The first thing you notice as you enter the front door, is the empty threadbare love seat in the living room, facing a blaring television. A wood stove to the right sits strategically in the far back corner, taking up a third of the living room area, and backed by a grey brick alcove that probably reflected the heat when burning.
The place has an “open” floor plan, and to the right, closest to the door, you can see over the small dining table, and then over the countertop, to the kitchen. Every digital clock in there – the microwave, the coffeemaker, the stovetop/oven display – they’re all blinking different times. On the wall between the kitchen pantry and the heater, a door leads out to the makeshift carport someone constructed. Tarp covered plywood is fastened to the side of the trailer on…
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