People live, collect crap, and then one day die. And all their crap is divided up, or throw away. I would assume as time goes on, with each generation you have more useless junk with vague attachments to sentimental value. Houses stop becoming complete, and start becoming heaps. I don't know what my point is, I just thought I would point that out. We are running out of space.
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