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A la chasse aux appartements (24.9.02)

Everything is taken or the contact number is wrong. Or it's too far away on the wrong side of town. I give up. I'm moving into the basement of l'Opéra. You can hear me play the organ and whine about Christine.

On a more serious note, I do get to visit one (overpriced, one-person) apartment tomorrow afternoon. It is supposed to have an oven. So maybe even if I'm a masked recluse, I can bake cookies. Odd mental picture, that.

srah - Thursday, 26 September 2002 - 4:45 PM

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