Neighborhood kids, what did you do to my parents' house? What could have possibly left such a stain way up on the second floor? Perhaps a bird got distracted by something shiny on the ground, and proceeded to fly blindly into the vinyl siding, and promptly explode into nothing but goo. Feathers nowhere to be found. Whatever it may be, a pressure washer couldn't eradicate it from ten feet away. A pox upon you, mystery stainer.
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