There to greet you in the burg. There to pick up the rent check usually days or sometimes weeks late. There to truly help you out when your living in a uninhabitable building paying (or in Emilee and I's case not paying) thousands upon thousands in rent. This post goes out to you Mr. Wool In the Summertime wearing lover of others. The respect I felt in your presence will never fade. Sometimes stereotypes exist for a reason. The reason isn't always good. I am willing to give you a second chance will I receive the same courtesy?
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