I fucking hate this place.
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Thursday, December 04, 2003
Once again, for the second night in a row, my condo smells like a kitchen. The neighbor downstairs has a freelance catering business he's running out of his tiny kitchen and my place is already filled with steam redolent of onions and peppers and other various carribean spices.
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