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come, cry into my bosom.

this afternoon i'm quite sure i heard the male custodian becoming immoderately emotional. there was a long session of muffled weeping sounds emanating from the bathroom. he driveled on about the landlord, how he was confused, how he felt rejected, how he was losing a deep partnership with the senile man.


fucking moron.



Bernie.

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