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| Annie Sandersons Door, a number 12 scrawled on in red ink, hardly a good impression, but the place is falling apart and Annies door also had paint spilt on it as can be seen in the main article regarding her death. You can clearly see the 'spyhole' where Annie was expected to use to make sure visitors were who they said they were. Perhaps she peered through that spyhole one last time in May 2003 to spot the person who went on to steal her pension books and god knows what else. |
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