Looking outside the beautiful top floor terrace, which unfortunately is unexplainably locked to the residents, I find some floor tiles are detached from the ground and gives everything a look of abandoned area.
But then, maybe it is just some delayed repairs left in the… wait! what the hell is that?
Oh yes, those, along with some other crap buried in the long opened hole, are someone’s underpants. How did those get there? Why would someone take of their pants, underwear, and, more importantly, leave the second there?
No theory seems to bring any positive answer, but the mystery will definitely remain for generations to come, and pass into the local history of the neighbourhood.
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