So a few blocks down on Kapiolani there is a house. This house is located on the corner of a fairly major intersection, but maintains it's privacy thanks to a ivy shrouded cement wall. I've ridden my bike past this intersection at least a dozen times and every single time I've past it I'm hit with the overwhelming and undeniable scent of maple syrup. And it really puzzles me.
Now, I'm not talking about a familiar smell you're desperately trying to recognize. This is not one of those, "What is that, it reminds me of my childhood?" moments. I'm saying that this house smells like the entire IHOP corporation has been taken hostage inside. You couldn't possibly ignore it. Not only that, but upon recollection, the times I past this house took place at different times of the day and night over the past year. So my study was done at completely random times.
Who lives there? Is it a family? Why do they like pancakes so much? That is, assuming they're putting the maple syrup on pancakes. How much do they spend each year on maple syrup? Each month? Each week? Have you ever seen the movie Elf? Does he live there? Is it a secret meth lab? Should I call the police?
So many questions...
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