After moving out of our apartment we recieved a call from our landlord saying we were flooding the person below us. We dreaded going back to the apartment, but this time the grandmother didn't cry and her caretaker was friendly. So a plumber was called and soon they were tearing apart the tiles in our bathroom and the one below us to get to the pipes. Here is a sight of what our toilet room looked like after they had ripped the tiles out. The plumber had to leave and get the part he needed so I snapped a picture before I began hauling rocks and bricks down stairs. (Cleanup is not included in a plumber's job description, so what can I say at least I got a workout out of the deal.)
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