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 - [If Academia Worked Like Music](if_academia_worked_like_music.md)
 - [Fedi Shitpost Compilation](./fedi_shitpost.md)
 - [Haiku collection 3](haiku_3.md)
+- [The House on Washington Heights](the_house_on_washington_hts.md)
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+# The House on Washington Heights
+
+2025-02-09
+
+Whenever I finished my dinner at Mojo, I would walk to the bus station
+and, while I text “aaata 184” to 41411, stare into the depth of Washington
+Heights. There'd be a house with pointy roofs, decorated with a stream of
+warm, amber light bulbs, like a beacon in a distance, a distance
+I couldn't gauge.
+
+For some reason, in the cold, dark night, the house and the lights felt
+oddly welcoming. They took my hand and brought me to a medieval Danish
+village where the prince and princess lived happily ever after,
+a flickering fireplace where there was hearty soup for everyone, a past
+I'll never relive, and a place I was never born in. A backdrop for all
+that was good, an age before tragedy was invented. A continent where snow
+was sweet, an island where birds were free.
+
+My mind wandered down the road and into the house. They were having
+a banquet and beckoned me to join, as if I was there before and always had
+been. I'll forge a birth certificate with this house's address on it, just
+to feel what it's like. I'll wake up to five siblings, just to feel what
+it's like. I'll go to church and pray, just to feel what it's like. Under
+the pointy roof with a stream of light bulbs.
+
+Anyway, today I found on Google Maps that the house is actually called
+“Ronald McDonald House” and all my imagination is now gone.
+
+## Author's note
+
+The "Ronald McDonald House" in question is 1600 Washington Hts, Ann Arbor,
+MI 48104, USA, located at 42.2803°N, 83.7273°W. It is a charity house
+affiliated with McDonald's. At night, it looks like this:
+
+![Brick house with pointy roofs decorated with light
+bulbs](img/the_house_on_washington_hts/house.jpg)
+
+▲ Credit: Mikki Sharp on Google Maps