why i should move
last shabbos, all my roomates stayed in. (i only knew about one of them before friday afternoon.) everyone made their own food. it was so strange. four girls, four individualized combinations of reheated leftovers and weird kosher-pallate-esque things. and me and my milchigs. we don't live together, we just happen to inhabit the same space sometimes.
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