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I really like our new listing in Everett : 2126 Rucker Ave

My team just listed this property. Situated in the desirable north Everett, it's got a very nice view of Possession Sound. It needs a bit of work, but this classic Everett home comes laden with charm.



Fantastic kitchen has great wood cabinets, tile counter tops, eat up bar, and stainless steel appliances. Bonus for the cook as kitchen is supplied with stove top range and a second range mounted next to fridge. Spacious master bedroom has unique touch with tiny fireplace mounted like a painting. Beautiful mill work throughout the home gives rooms a nice solid touch of character. Excellent hardwood floors throughout main living spaces.  Home has natural gas for the stove top, furnace, fireplace, & hot water tank. Enjoy this 4 bedroom & 3.5 bathrooms. Sold-as-Is

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