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Saturday, November 7, 2009

The bad smell from next door

I think maybe Bill is dead. There is a really bad smell when I open the connecting door to the hallway. It's the smell of death. Possibly it is the smell of bad chicken bones, I'm sensitive to that. But I don't think so. I don't know.

I'm going to wait a couple of hours, it's early right now. Then I'm going to bang on his door. If he doesn't answer, I'm going to have to call the police. I don't think I have a choice. Leaving aside the whole "HEY BILL ARE YOU DEAD?" question, that smell is going to be in my kitchen soon and the whole apartment soon after.

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Don't know why he's clothed in the shower, and don't care.

Don't know why he's clothed in the shower, and don't care.
Freaking LOVE this picture!