So, what do I see this morning? Crazy downstairs boy is back, standing outside staring at the house in back of our building, wearing new clothes and talking to the air.
Apparently, his mother, who can't seem to get around to paying any Unit Owners Association fees, had no trouble getting him out of jail.
Purple Punk Rocker from Atlanta, Georgia. Now just a faded Goth Ghost in High Point, North Carolina. Missing my old haunts while looking for a new one.
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