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I live in a rooming house. Its a really crappy place to live, but I like it. Sure, I have to share a bathroom, and one of the people living there appearantly would die if he flushed the fucking toliet. Bastard. And I don't have a kitchen to cook in. But, who needs a kitchen when you work food service? The people there leave me alone, and a few of them are pretty cool. I don't know where I'm trying to go with this.