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It may not be possible to do this without being gross, but I’m going to try.

The story of our plumbing disaster is a tale of heroes, villains and thieves. Stay with me and you may avoid a similar fate of your own.

And don’t worry: it all comes out OK in the end.

I used to think plumbing problems were for other people, and they were, when I was a daughter, a dorm-mate, and a renter. If things didn’t work I called other people. Toilets, in particular, were a topic I neither discussed nor thought about.

Now I’m a home owner and have learned way too much about where it all goes, vhy, and what happens when it doesn’t.

First, I learned that there are two places for stuff to go when you flush it. (Well, three if something goes wrong, but I’ll get to that.)

Most of us in Fauquier have septic systems. This is an arrangement in which you flush and the stuff is spirited to a tank underneath your yard. Where it sits ... and sits ... until the liquid in it evapo

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