There are virtually none of my possessions left in, at, or around the apartment. We (Mom, Pop, Sky, Hale, Zinser...oh, yeah, and I) spent all afternoon boxing, disassembling, and packing into the trailer. I get something like a Twilight Zone, bizarro moving-in feeling being in there. Tomorrow, priming the entire bedroom. Mercifully, they have
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