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Thursday, January 28, 2016
To the fucker who wrecked my cell phone
You knocked my cell phone out of my hand when you reached for the close door button on an elevator we both take daily—that we both know doesn't actually do anything. You stared at me when I picked up my broken phone and didn't even say sorry. It’s fine, I've had the phone a long time, but for fucks sakes you could have apologized. —Nick
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