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Written by Deb
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Another Leadville house story. Often when we were all downstairs, there would be heavy footsteps that would cross the living room, coming from the upstairs. My girlfriend would make her husband go upstairs to see if there was an intruder, but after about 10 times of doing this, we all gave up. There was never someone upstairs, and the husband hated going up to look because the upstairs would be freezing when he did. After a while, we just got used to it. We'd look at each other when it happened, but would just shrug.
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