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Saturday, September 13, 2014
What did the trees do to you?
I was worried when you fucked the fire escape, and amused with the mess you made of the walkway. The painting annoyed me, but why the hell did you cut the trees down? Now the neighbours can see right into my place, and I have a panoramic view of the stumps. I used to love living here, but now I can't wait to move. —Where did the birds go?
