Growing up in a century-old house came with all the classic quirks—creaky floors, drafty windows, and a basement that always felt a bit spooky. Ours was no exception, with its dim lighting, damp air, and unfinished stone walls. But what truly puzzled me, even as a kid, was the lone toilet sitting out in the open in one corner of the basement. It wasn’t part of any real bathroom setup—no sink, no walls, no door, just a random toilet in the middle of the basement floor. We never used it, and it wasn’t something we talked about much, but it...
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