White picket fence covered with morning glories on Dolores Street in foggy San Francisco. Next door is a large abandoned house, frequently vandalized, and an object of curiosity to the community.
It has been empty for years, which seems truly odd, since if it were fixed up it would probably be worth a couple million dollars, given the size and location and potential vintage charms. People speculate that there must be some kind of endless convoluted lawsuit of the sort that Dickens wrote novels about.