Quarantine Diaries Vol. III Sex, Ghosts & Videotapes Something tells me I shouldn't go into the mansion. It is beautiful, no doubt, standing a proud three stories high and stretching across two long acres of crisp, sun-roasted land. With its sangria walls, black-tinted windows and eggplant purple roofs, the mansion nearly disappears into the backdrop... Continue Reading →

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