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stairway to hell

March 20, 2012

it’s true.  sometimes i pretend i live in a fairy tale.  but my fairy tale daydreams do not typically involve sweat dripping down my back and burning leg muscles.  living on the 7th floor of an apartment building, in the middle of one of the hottest springs, without a working elevator is no fairy tale.  but here i am.  rapunzel.  trapped in a luxurious castle of a high-rise prison.  and no one but my knight in shining armor can save me.

boy, i hope that elevator repair man gets here fast.

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