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Mom, I'm looking at you....

Hell's Half Acre

My Mom used this expression earlier today.
I had never heard it before, but what a gem.
Wherever "Hell's Half Acre" is, I reckoned, it couldn't be a pretty place.
Judge for yourself above with this next installment of the Collage-O-Matic.
(I can't remember exactly what she was referring to, but we had just spent 3 hours digging through boxes in her rented unit at the Storage Facility.....)