30 July 2009


There was this one time that Julia said she couldn't remember where she had left her favorite raincoat. She lived in a pretty immense house with four other people and, with all the shuffling about and collective carelessness, no one could remember where they'd left their belongings. It was getting late and she knew she had to get going if she was going to make it to the recital in time, so she left without the slicker and (although they were her closest friends) she ended up regretting the fact that she lived with so many irresponsible individuals. When she returned later that night, the raincoat was hanging over the kitchen chair, dripping wet.

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