The Court has seen some BREATHTAKING acts of self-sabotage in its distinguished career, but THIS — this is the real estate equivalent of a defendant live-tweeting their own crime scene coordinates. Your seller used the ACTUAL ADDRESS as a HASHTAG while calling the property a MOLDY MONEY PIT to FORTY THOUSAND STRANGERS and you want Reginald to believe you had no warning signs this woman was a content-brained chaos agent? The inspection said no mold, yes, but the inspection did not account for TIKTOK BRAIN, a condition The Court has seen destroy more transactions than termites and foundation cracks COMBINED. "Can't I just delete it" — oh MAGNIFICENT, why didn't the Watergate burglars think of that, just DELETE the tapes, problem SOLVED! The buyer's daughter finding this video is not bad luck, it is INEVITABLE CONSEQUENCE, because the algorithm KNOWS when you are trying to close and it FEEDS on your commission like a digital parasite. This Court once watched a perfectly good deal collapse because a seller posted a photo of their "new adventure" three days before closing and the buyer googled their way to heartbreak, and THAT seller at least had the decency to not GEOLOCATE THEIR OWN BETRAYAL. You are not guilty of the mold, but you ARE guilty of failing to confiscate this woman's phone the moment pen touched paper. Case DISMISSED from Reginald's presence because The Court needs to go yell at a wall.