I am staying with five roommates. Three I knew already from classes, and two are new. We have two rooms separated by sliding doors, and our futons are laid out in a row. It's like a ten-day slumber party. The pillows are filled with a substance shaped like macaroni, but pliable. I think it's fake plastic macaroni, so we are calling them the
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