Okay so the crazy thing about this house in outer Bridgeport is that I used it to make a torture dungeon for 7 identical Sims who vaguely looked like my father and I taunted them with windows to see each other suffer and when enough of them died the Grim Reaper stopped coming and their bodies just lay among their pee and the cold firepit that they couldn't use because it was blocked or I didn't put chairs or whatever and I have photos somewhere ...













