Our time in St. Louis is winding down, which is sad but it's also making our time more valuable.
Missouri has really been giving us a lot of "get the hell out of here" signs lately.
This is the second night in a row some dirtbag has parked in front of our garage, trapping everyone inside. Our building's management is super slow to do anything about it, which makes it much more frustrating. This time they were able to tow the car while the owner moaned which made it fun.
Carson's, our favorite karaoke spot in town, was inexplicably playing some televangelist trash on a tv in the corner. I feel like the second we gave up on this city that I was able to sort of let go of my denial vision and really start seeing some hard truths.
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