Yesterday I learned a gross and fascinating fact of the “Old buildings are something, aren’t they?” variety.
It is possible for a century-old storefront to get the meatsweats.
Some friends told me about how their building, which was a meat business until a few years ago, has a big dark area in its hardwood floor. When it gets hot out, it turns white–the wood exudes a thin coating of animal fat. Past lives of the building come out of the floor.