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We had some awful meth addict neighbors behind us and across the street, but they're all gone now. Now our neighbors rule. A mechanic who fixes my car cheap under the table. A handy man for the other stuff. A hot looking wine distributor and her (sigh) nice husband. Some jockish dumbass World of Warcraft frat-boy wannabes, who I actually find incredibly cute (this is something really weird about getting older, how young stereotypes start to be endearing...)
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