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   Feb 06

I can’t Believe They’re Not Oreos

There are big gutters.

They smell.

There are four brands of pretend Oreos.

The air conditioning is arctic.

The food is cheaper to eat out than in

The people are nice.

I feel like I am in a big-brother household gone horribly wrong.

Such is life.

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