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last hour in my soon-to-be ex-apartment. cleaning up the dust from the floor and from my head.
spent a year and a half listening to bad guitar music, eating too much Thai food, fined by offices i’ve never heard of, made awkward love, fell asleep in the shower from time to time, learned to hate the Dutch, like no other man on earth, graciously destroyed a window, discovered choral music and most importantly learned just how much it sucks to live with people you don’t like.
now off to Albania.
