rickety ol’ house

I was staying in a rickety ol’ dark house in an upstairs bedroom that was sort of just barely partitioned out of a corner of the hallway and in that hallway a large part of the floorboards opened up really easily and hazardously. Also the electrical outlets sparked a fair bit whenever one plugged something in. And yet I was not concerned for my safety.

At another time I was writing an email invitation to a bunch of friends for a party that another friend of mine was hosting in her modernist apartment. What.

That’s all I remember from LAST night.

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