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Just wonderful in every way. As someone who also grew up in a family were the dentist wasn't even a thing, I know what it is to remember shitty housemates, lovers, good and bad times via the pain in one's tooth!

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I freaking love your brain so much. The photo of kittens was perfectly placed!!

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Oh my god, the descriptions of these lousy roommates are choice. I lost it at "a baby-talk language called Cute." One time I lived with someone who forbade me from texting our address or inputting it in Google Maps, but of course I did it anyway. Needless to say, I loved, loved, loved this essay. I'm going to go schedule the cleaning I've been putting off for a year <3

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