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I know the names of three neighbors around me. I don’t want to hang out with them, but I know their names (Hey, I’m a minimalist). Over the weekend, My father and uncle were looking for my apartment and knocked next door, and the guy had no idea who I was and sent them on their way. Another neighbor came by tonight, re-introduced herself as the neighbor downstairs, and told me that my A/C was flooding her apartment.
Because they obviously don’t know me, my Dad decided that it would be fun to play Ding Dong Ditch on them, leaving my unwary uncle scrambling down the path after him. With kids, it’s funny. With men over 55, it’s really funny.
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