Amenia Post Script

Speaking of the apartment in Amenia: 
my mother freely let go of the deposit 
on account that Amanda left a ton 
of her shit in the living room, and somehow 
I was equally responsible for that and 
never mind how I didn't spend three 
hours in there during the ten months 
we lived together. 

And to think I ever made an effort 
to get a laugh out of that greedy 
shitbag when I dropped off the 
rent in person! 

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