ROFL! My sister bought a little place from a guy who did taxidermy. She said one advantage was, even though it was in a fairly rough neighborhood, NOBODY comes near the place.
You’re such a kind neighbor! Our last place had a series of odd sheds and 60 years of accumulated garbage dumped and burned by the wetland (yay! it was fun cleaning up that mess!) and with the odd chains, mattresses, rubber hose, assorted bones, and the nature of the sheds, I came up with a good serial killer backstory for the previous owner.