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Reflections on getting kicked out

Saturday, October 2

Tara Village circa... 8th grade? My memory is me and my sister staring at the eviction notice on our wall. My mom was still at work, I think.

Chestnut Apartments, Natalie approaches me with the notice. I follow her to the Rental Office to watch her chew out the property manager.

This current place. Ugh.