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Well, I can fill out another part my mom never filled out. Which was, I think she was duped in getting this house. This house is over 150 years old. You realize that's like 1874? I don't know who, what generation it was in, when she got an offer in Toronto. At the time she was playing with a band, and just kind of like their DJ spinning records. Like you know how in reggae music they have somebody called a selector. That's what she was, right? They're kind of backwards how they do they thing, right? Hip-hop borrows a lot from how they do it. Where they have an MC who they call a DJ, and then a selector, right? The guy that plays all the records. So my mom played for a band that eventually, they hooked her up with some work, and she ended up getting steady work in Toronto. And so eventually settled on this house. But you know I didn't even know how old it was. You know how I found out? It was early like in the 20 teens, when I was renewing an insurance policy on the house. And they had the date that they have this house charted for, was a ridiculous date like before even the gay 90s. You know, Finn Allen in the gay 90s, before even all that, before Vaudeville. That is insane, yo. I thought Toronto was still a forest. I'm sure 1874, I'm sure Chicago was. God damn they duped her into this place. And at first, like my first impression of it, when I lived in it as a kid, it was a rat hole, it was messy, all the houses on the street that broke them down, it was an asshole. So I'm filling in that part. She never told me about that. But we leave it up to her kids, figuring that out, because we have to live there. That's the place we get. We changed it a lot. But it really, you know, it's still in the neighborhood that's kind of an asshole. So like, I don't know if you have...