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Looks like a visit to the Pyrenees may be ahead for the jurors in the Spector trial -- Phil Spector's Pyrenees Castle, that is. The defense wants all 12 jurors (and 6 alternates) to come and see the room where Lana Clarkson died. But getting them there is complicated -- the judge will also come along, and the court reporter, and sheriffs deputies, not to mention the lawyers for both sides. If all the details can be arranged.

The house sits behind a high wall and tall gates in the suburb of Alhambra, surrounded by single-family homes. Spector's, which would be the grandest of the bunch even if it didn't have the pretentious name and high gates, has 8 bedrooms, 10 baths and is 8,686 square feet. Zillow estimates its value at $3.1 million. But it's only a few blocks away from busy Valley Boulevard, where it's easy to buy a pizza, get a new windshield or spend the night at a low-rent motel (or even do all three).

Neighbors told LAist that they've been warned the trial will descend on their block soon. They've been instructed to carry ID with proof of residence to be able to make it through whatever barriers will be in place. While this might make some people cranky, they were awfully nice to us, and wanted to gossip about the trial. What happened that night? Did he do it?

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Since Phil Spector got out on bail, the music producer has been living in his house, which is, as you know, where Lana Clarkson died. Let's hope what with all that square footage, it's got another entrance or two. Because four years of comings and going through the (pick one) murder/suicide scene would give us the creeps.

photo by Carolyn Kellogg