The nights are getting colder. The frigid air creeps through the cracks in my apartment, the place that I call home lately. I wonder how I got so lonely in such a crowded city. There's noise in the kitchen - some mundane dialogue that is forced and lacking substance. There are grammatical errors that I should probably ignore but they irritate me. I
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i will be floating in the monroe branch for the next couple weeks,
it was nice to hear your name.
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