I got three hours of sleep and from that three hour little nap, I woke up for the first time since I've been here, wishing I could go back to my old neighborhood. Well, not that particular one, but back in the burbs. There wasn't this bubble attitude of what we do stays here and everything is good and everyone is equal. There wasn't all of the fake nice…
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