"Yes, I knew houses. I was past sixty and had lived in houses for the first long while. I found them to be perishable things, susceptible to fire, rot, and foreclosure. Plus, the banks had a list of all the houses and knew precisely where they were. Anywhere that a cellar got dug or mortar met brick or a person painted some numbers on a door, the banks seemed to know about it. The banks had an inside man at the post office, likely as not."
From "Gogarty" by Michael Deagler, original fiction recommended by Electric Literature.