Walking down the street yesterday I saw a sign for a new condo development. The condos looked reasonably priced; the location was awesome; and the condos hardwood floors, lake views, and stainless steel appliances in the kitchen. For a brief moment I was excited and wondered if there was any way I could afford a condo. But something was tickling at my mind--the address of the condos sounded familiar. And then it hit me: it was the former address of Marigold Lanes. No way could I live there without feeling like a horrible person!