moved out of my parents' house, into the crappiest apartment ever.  − June, 1994

our* first college apartment was at 1811 1st ave south in minneapolis. it was not 100% ghetto, but at least three-quarters. we had roaches. we had a rat in the kitchen. we had a guy trying to climb through the back window. and then an arsonist burned us right out of the place.

i'd like to thank that arsonist, actually.

*me and heather

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