Here are the pictures of that extraordinary mansion I described recently. I’ve been asking around about the house, but nobody seems to know anything about it. Several of us have determined make our way into the citadel and seek out what rare treasures or frightful adventures await, perhaps you may have advice in this regard (make sure you wear garlic so as to ward of ghosts, bring silver bullets, etc.).

Perhaps one of the most important reasons I am set upon occupying this massive dwelling is due to the fact that my burgeoning social movement, The Cartographers for Social Equality, and its conglomerated sister institution, The Communists for Christ Society of Cartographers for Social Equality (c3 s.e.), needs a world headquarters. Naturally, a gigantic brick outpost would be perfect. Donations accepted via paypal…



This is the approach, hopefully this street will soon be recognized around the globe…

As you can see, a sort of heavenly aura surrounds the place.


What better than a dying willow tree to symbolize the other-worldly power permeating such a home?

The spirit of the house is in the hawk.