Wow, what a month. First I get over the sickness, then the windows of my shop get smashed by red balls--if I find out who did it, you will pay--then that forced insomnia again, and getting lost...
Sometimes--actually, most of the times, I don't like this place at all. Except for some times, when it's very nice to be here.
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I'm sorry. Being here and then not and then yes again was a little shocking. It's like... everything that happened at home happened again only all at once, I guess.
I can fix the window for you. Why didn't you just ask?
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