It’s as bad as you thought: swanning around a spacious NoCali patio, drinking some wine, and squatting on the neighbor’s wifi. It’s not like I don’t pay for internet at home, after all ...
Further aspects of local color have included dodging contact highs and sleeping beneath the watchful gaze of my rellies’ notorious living room art (so famous that, six years later, it’s still how Girlfriend #1 and her hubby know which aunt I’m talking about).
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