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Open Letter 7

“When I was a kid, I inhaled frequently.  That was the point.”
— Barack Obama

Dear Downstairs Neighbor,

I know it’s Friday night/early Saturday morning, and you’re young, and you just want to have fun.  That’s all well and good, but the next time I get a contact high just from walking into my building, I’m going to call the police.  Haven’t you been to college?  Put a wet towel at the  bottom of the door.

Love,

Mel

2 thoughts on “Open Letter 7”

  1. Found you through Reverb 10. Loved your one word answer (sorry about the “lost,” wishing “happy” for you from here on out …), and while I could have commented there, this one was easier to respond to early in the morning. This cracked me up; great morning chuckle. 🙂

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