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I had a really fucked up dream last night.
My mom had bought my dad's old house on SW 371st when he moved out back in 2004. Over the years she had done a lot of work to upgrade it and the damn place was beautiful. But was time to move. I can't remember where Mom and Gram were going; I was going to Sacramento. In typical Kyle fashion, I left all my packing for the last minute and abandoned a lot of belongings. While I was "packing", my sister showed up...and she was lady gaga. No big thing. All avant garde and shit.
I went back the day after the move-out and the new family, the Chens, were all ready moved in. I asked them if anything from our family was left. They let me look around and all that was found was Hotel Ändra laundry bags.
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My mom had bought my dad's old house on SW 371st when he moved out back in 2004. Over the years she had done a lot of work to upgrade it and the damn place was beautiful. But was time to move. I can't remember where Mom and Gram were going; I was going to Sacramento. In typical Kyle fashion, I left all my packing for the last minute and abandoned a lot of belongings. While I was "packing", my sister showed up...and she was lady gaga. No big thing. All avant garde and shit.
I went back the day after the move-out and the new family, the Chens, were all ready moved in. I asked them if anything from our family was left. They let me look around and all that was found was Hotel Ändra laundry bags.
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