my SIL put out some feelers for TL and I on some facebook group she's a part of

re: place for us to live

and someone has passed on rather cryptically

that we are to go talk to a man at a rather odd local grocery store that we don't frequent

not even joking the entirety of the message is "go see Mario at [very italian sounding store]"

setup for horror movie or setup for noir film? you be the judge

It's in the same block as the butcher shop I swear is run by mafia :I

It could only be more obvious if it was called Johnny Bubeck's

(Re the sausage making machine song and grinding people into them)

WELL

ya wanna live above the meat store, TL?

If it smells like the meat store, then hell no

pfff that was my thought too

but you never know, it may just be that someone has a place in the neighborhood