The septic tank. The plumbers. The carpenter down for the count with the bad back. The nonappearance of the manlift. The undocumented immigrant nailing down the floor in the upstairs open to the sky. My world has grown very small. Provide perspective, please, but preferably in writing. No time to talk.
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I know what you mean.
Perspective: you're gonna make a bundle owning that house.
No code ina Ozarks!
Who nailed the child to the ceiling?
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