When I got back from Boston sometime in 1999, I decided to rent a condo unit for my daughter and me. It was a high-rise four-bedroom unit, spacious and unbelievably affordable considering that it was in the Greenhills area. Later on, I discovered the reason behind the bargain rent. It turned out that there were ghosts (yes, plural, not singular) in the condo, if not the entire building. (Click Toots Ople for the rest.)
Scaaaary!
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