Greetings from Tacky Town. A space heater is giving me the heat I need. (The building has no heat.) The landlord... doesn't care. It's 32°F outside. This is my tacky apartment. A modem and a toaster are sitting a short table. A brace in my living room blinds is broken, and duck tape is holding them. A little hot water for a shower. My life sucks.
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