My laundry room is a depraved nightmare of another's memories

Recently a pipe burst in a storage closet attached to the laundry room in my building. The contents of the closet turned out be a pile of dolls, toy furniture, old faded items of velour and lace, an entire decades-old childhood packed away and left in darkness. Oh, and some weird old Christian music cassettes.

The upshot is that I've been laundering our clothes in the grimy suds of the unheimlich.

Photos taken with the Fujifilm X100T, processed in Lightroom with the Classic Chrome film situation.