Communique #6 The BIG Story

Audio report here: https://www.dropbox.com/s/vienn2ko5fct6gw/Communique6.mp3?dl=0

I’m just coming In from my walk:

The BIG news today, a house in the neighborhood that just went on sale. (The house had recently been purchased, followed by a multitude of workmen, painters everyday for weeks.) Is it a flip house, or what’s the story here?

>Reporting here from the house that just went on the market. I’m speaking to a gentleman from the neighborhood,

“Really shocked, the house was just purchased”. “And it has just been painted”.

> “Sir, Do you know the owner?”

“No, I've only spoken to him a few times. I know they have two children”.

>The house is on the market with an unusual firm, Caldwell Banker Bain. The house previously sold for $1.6 Million and is on the market for $1.8. With Spring coming the heather is very colorful. The landscaping looks great.

Here’s another neighbor.

>“No, I don’t know why they are moving”.

There is only speculation at this hour about why this family is moving.

Reporting from the neighborhood, Michael Cannarella

This is a developing story, stay tuned for updates.

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