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For the past three nights I’ve been sleeping in the spare room while redoing my own. This room is primarily used for junk storage and things that my grandma left me when she moved into a home. I kept noticing this awful smell but ignored it because that’s how I remember her old house smelling. Whatev, right? Just musty old stuff. Last night I finally recognized the smell as dried urine. Which means two things: first, that someone or something peed in this room and I may or may not have been sleeping on that spot, and second, my grandma has always smelled like pee and I just accepted it without question.