Maybe sentimentally. But I could find half of these in the bargain bin of a dollar store if I was forced to go in one.

[This guy actually knows his shit when it comes to appraisal. He kind of has to know if what he's laundering, fencing, or buying is worth anything.]

And it's not inviting. It's...

[He didn't even have a word for it. At least with his mother's house it had all be porcelain and lace and muted colors.]

Do whatever you want with the place. I do not intend to stay for long so it's of no consequence. Just keep it away from the bedroom I've claimed.