On the outskirts of Toronto, Ontario, a house of pain is an architectural oddity.
Built in the 1960s, the house was designed to serve as a home for a mentally ill man named Bill, who was known to walk around his home and look in every corner, sometimes even on the ceiling.
The house was also intended to house a home, which it did.
But the two men were not the only ones living in it.
As the house evolved, so did its occupants.
“It was a real estate property,” says Peter Leitch, who lives nearby.
“It was an empty house.”
Leitch says Bill and Billie were living there at the time of the renovations, and he says they lived there for a long time before the renovations began.
He says Billie was the first one to die there.
For decades, it was a dark and dark place.
Leitch and his wife bought the house for $25,000 in the early 1970s, and then they lived in it until their deaths.
In the late 1980s, they built a second house there.
But it didn’t last long.
When the first house in the neighbourhood, a home in the same building, was demolished by the province, the Leisits decided to renovate the second house.
They went to the same architects who had designed the first home and they built it with a second plan.
They also added an attic and added a bathroom.
But the new house, with a kitchen, didn’t make it past the first round of renovation.
Eventually, Leitch and the Leits had to build it again.
Leitch estimates that it took them two and a half years to build the house that would become the house of misery.
Then, in 1994, they started to get calls from people who were looking for houses in Toronto that were actually in use.
So they decided to go ahead and renovate their second home.
It took them nearly a decade to build that house, which was the last house that they lived and worked in for the Leitks.
It’s not exactly an ordinary house.
Its interior was decorated with white wallpaper, dark brown furniture, dark yellow and red carpets, and dark gray tile floors.
The windows were black.
Its doorways were white.
And inside, there were no lights or furniture.
And it was not without its problems.
In the early 1990s, a woman named Donna died from a broken heart.
Her husband, Billie, was supposed to stay at home with her, but when he was sick, Bill did his best to keep her company.
When he died, she didn’t get the time to visit him, so Donna stayed in the home.
The Leitys say Billie and Donna were in a good relationship.
But he had been diagnosed with paranoid schizophrenia, which made him violent.
And he was constantly on the run from the police.
Leitry says they had to keep Billie in the house.
Leices had to work with the Toronto Police to get him into a mental health facility.
And when the Leites tried to get their own house built in the 1970s and 80s, it didn-t happen.
Nowadays, the neighbourhood is called The Big House.
It has a garage, a kitchen and a bathroom and has two bedrooms, a living room, and an outdoor dining room.
But, like all houses, it has some flaws.
I remember when we were in there, the paint was on the walls and the paint used to be white, and it was just so bad.
It was so bad that we had to have all the white paint removed.
The walls had this big dent, it looked like a piece of steel.
And there was this old lady that lived there that was always out with the kids and the dogs.
I remember seeing her and her husband on the street.
At first, Leitries was able to get a lot of things in place.
The first floor of the house had a swimming pool and a deck.
There was a patio and a backyard.
There were also a few more bedrooms and bathrooms.
Leits also started to make some improvements.
We added a porch, and we had a patio area.
And then, after a couple of years, we decided to move in.
The renovations were complete by the end of the 1990s.
After the renovations finished, Leits said he was shocked to find out that his house was not being used anymore.
Because the city hadn’t yet started demolishing houses, Leices’ house was still in use, and there were still people who wanted to live there.
And Leitises wasn’t the only one who was still there.
Others wanted to build houses in his old neighbourhood.
They used to say, ‘Oh, we’ll never use that house.