This sticker came in a package from Mimi. When our landlord and landlady saw it, they both set out to try and read it. When they finally decoded it, our landlord looked up and said, worriedly, "You are not sleeping well? What is wrong?" Sigh. No comprendo.
This painting of our building/apartment thing has been the song that never ends. I mean it. Just when we think they're done, our doorbell rings and they're back for more landlord-induced "touch-ups." Anyway, we took a picture of this poor guy because, well, look at him. He's risking his life to paint the outside of our porch and he's getting paid peanuts.
This sticker came in a package from Mimi. When our landlord and landlady saw it, they both set out to try and read it. When they finally decoded it, our landlord looked up and said, worriedly, "You are not sleeping well? What is wrong?" Sigh. No comprendo.
This painting of our building/apartment thing has been the song that never ends. I mean it. Just when we think they're done, our doorbell rings and they're back for more landlord-induced "touch-ups." Anyway, we took a picture of this poor guy because, well, look at him. He's risking his life to paint the outside of our porch and he's getting paid peanuts.
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