Anyway, there was a loud American woman at the station with her young child. Maybe five years old.
She's talking about a building. I assumed that she was talking about the historic station that we were in.
No. She was talking about the World Trade Center. "There used to be buildings here. Now it's just these two blocks. Thousands of people died."
Go back to America, you dumb bitch. She's in Scotland and all she can talk about is America. And all of the people who died in a terrorist attack 20 years ago. To a five year old.
In other news, I think that there's a mouse or a rat or something trapped in the washing machine. I hear it squeeking and thrashing sometimes. It sounds big. An exterminator is coming on Wednesday.
Also, the kitchen in this place leaked last week.
This is why I left the last place. Leaky ceilings and mice. Well, if it gets too bad I can always leave. No minimum term on leases! One of the many great things about Scotland.
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