
Neighbors called the police when they hadn't seen Mr. Stewart leave his Broughton, England, house for several days. But before the cops could go in to search, they had to call in a specialized diving team, whose breathing apparatus would shield them from the powerful funk of at least 10 years' worth of accumulated riffraff fashioned into a human Habitrail. This was obviously a home in need of a feminine touch. Or a mop. Or a bulldozer."
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