My family accuses me of being fond of "ugly."
I don't think that is the case at all. I just see beauty underneath the surface. *I* really liked this house. I liked the mid-century vibe. It needed too much work, however, so someone else gets to enjoy the coolness of this house and its copper range hood and pass-through to the den. 
So, this is as clean as it got. So it had to go. Currently, it is smashed up into three or four fairly substantial fake-marble pieces out in the garage.
I do not understand how it got to be so... nasty. I cleaned it with Ajax, Clorox Spray, Scrubbing Bubbles, and Lysol Wipes (not all at the same time, or I would be dead). Nothing made it clean.
And the faucets were original to the house. Need I really say more?
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