here we is, after a two-hour emergency stop in south dakota (someone on the plane had a heart attack - no word on what happened to him). our luggage got to the fifth floor with the help of our new neighbor, a sweet man with a front door that reads ENTER HERE AND YOU WILL BE KILLED in two languages. this is the second living arrangement i've made without having actually seen the place - if my experiences can be any sort of standard, that's the way to go. it's gorgeous up here.
more soon. haven't eaten in two days.
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