>On the first day I moved into my new apartment, I found three beautiful women with very different styles living next door.
> Opposite me is a workplace lady who gets drunk every night after her divorce. She always knocks on the wrong door in the early morning.
>There lives a gentle piano teacher with children upstairs, and he always "accidentally" drops his underwear on my balcony.
>Downstairs is a beautiful doctor whose husband travels all year round. He always comes in and out of my house to check the water pipes.
>Until one day, three people stopped me at the same time in the corridor:
>"Who are you going to watch the midnight show with tonight?"
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The endless pulling and grinding, the fantasy of self-persecution
The endless pulling and grinding, the fantasy of self-persecution