If you’ve ever seen one of those “hoarder” shows on television, you’re ready to take MDMA. You know the shows I mean, right? There’s a person who has collected crap for years—decades, sometimes—and their house is piled so high with old newspapers and detritus that you can barely navigate the hallways. There’s a narrow path to the toilet, another to a single burner on the stove (if you’re lucky) and behind each tightly closed door there’s an avalanche of personal shit ready to cascade out.
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