The Virtual Apartment.

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The virtual apartment have many kitchens. Its windows open to the whole world. I am a kitchen person. For me it's my office.

I am a very reluctant traveler.

All my life I have relied upon what others have told me to do. It, in lack of better words, was the way I was brought up. One thing that I learned was how important it is to have secrets. Our house sat just beside a small mountain. I hid away an old bag in a crevice where nobody would or could go. There I kept some old clothes that I'd picked from various garbage dumps. I would go to my bag after school and change clothes and then I would roam around not having to mind my getting dirty. When i went to vocational school in town this bag of clothes and the freedom it meant was often what kept me going. I had something to look forward to.

That crevice is still there but the bag is long gone. I kept using it when I'd finished the two years of vocational school. I don't know for how long, though. I moved away at age 22 but I don't think I was still doing it then.

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There is a strong danger of emotional insensitivity. You may enjoy playing jokes on others that actually hurt their feelings, even though you don't mean to.

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Body of a Dead man outside the kitchen window. Body of a Dead old lady in the river was caught up by some timber. Had been gone for three weeks without a soul knowing where she was. They had dragged the river without finding her; I found her.

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Let's try a game... I'll give a silly answer and the next person gives a silly question and then states something else, and so on. Answer # 1; I'm a Wangdoodle!!!

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Bring some rain and sing in it.



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