Overheard from one of the young women exiting to the lobby as I was entering the conveyance to go up: "I'm so lonesome, I'm so sad, someone needs to explain to me the mess I'm in—that is, if such a thing is possible."
Abandon hope, all ye who enter here! (At least put on your socks and pants.)
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Abandon hope, all ye who enter here! (At least put on your socks and pants.)