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Never mind the honey pine tong and groove ceiling ... all I saw when we walked into the house - there in the middle of the front room - was this big, fat, black wood burning stove pipe - connected to this little teeny tiny wood burning stove.  The pipe went up 8' to the ceiling then through where we could not see, but knew was another 10' through the roof.  The stove was matte black with a gold framed glass door.  The glass on the door had a crack, and you could smell the charred wood that had been left inside... a lingering campfire smell.  They left their poker and worn out broom as well... and this was all sitting on a 4'x4' pad with cheap, old ceramic terra cotta colored tile.
There were burns in the looped berber carpet in front of the stove.  The people must have been careless and opened the door when the wood was burning hot and crackling inside.  The carpet was matted down; and there was a soot colored stain the size of my (then) 11 year old right smack in the middle of the room - no piece of furniture would ever cover it!    

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