One of the perks to being confined at home for an extended period of time is that you begin to notice details that previously eluded you.
For example, I only very recently discovered a missing house number directly across the street from me. How could I have overlooked such a glaring inconsistency in city planning my whole life? Or perhaps more importantly, if there was indeed a 517 at some point, where did the house go?
A made-for-TikTok true-crime mockumentary series (naturally) ensued...
THE DISAPPEARANCE OF 517 ROXTON ROAD:
PART 1 - Suspicious Neighbours