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My first full day back in town was met with a street fair under my balcony. It made me so happy. The snow cone machine. The pay-per-use bounce house. The preteen singing contest. All of it. I felt vindicated. All of that suffering in my last apartment was gone with one horrible flat note of Ke$ha’s “TikContinue reading “Attack of the underage lesbians”