A Harley-Davidson. A hot tub. A baseball card collection. Jewelry. Coin collections. These are the good days. Old clothes. Broken bikes. One hundred and twenty-six boxes of pornography. A meth lab.
From the street, a lot of them resemble minimum-security prisons. A computerized main entrance opens to tidy grounds cordoned with barbed wire. But what might be mistaken for barracks-like cells are ...
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