And then it got cold again.
I'm not sure I can even think straight about anything but hot water and the lack thereof.
And I don't really want to have my condo building residents and owners come after me with pitchforks and torches.
And ... ah, well. That's how it goes. Can't escape it, gotta deal.
Will resist the urge to scream or pop a cap in someone's ass.
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