there's something i love about the character of an abandoned house turned teenage playground. you can almost hear the drunken laughter, see smoke still crawling from cigarette butts in the corner, inhale the familiar smell of stale beer seeping through every crack.even feel the splinters from sex on the rough wood floors... kinda makes me wanna take all my clothes off and head upstairs ;-) now all i need is a beer...can you come help me out?