It may not look like much, but it is part of the place I call home. This is about the warmest fireplace you've ever layed eyes on. I mean it. Sure, it's old, but I love to lie down on the couch by it, put on a blanket, and listen to the roar of the fan blowing the flames. I have so many memories of sitting by the fireplace with my family watching a movie or something. This is one of the things that makes my home home. It's old, dirty, greasy, but it has a very good reputation. The only thing I don't like about it is the fact that my dad forces me to make fires in it. You know, a lot of people think gas fireplaces are the way to go. They're not. Nothing beats a good ol' wood, paper and match fire.
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