More network issues.
I'm over this.
I'm again writing these letters to the mayor and town clerk and all these people introducing the idea of the marathon and to secure the park here in town.
I'm frustrated.
Also why do I have to title the one letter his "Lordship" the mayor? Is this real? The hierarchy and the way people deal with humans is so funny here. There is truly a structure when it comes to "respect" and accessibility and expectations.
This I can't stand.
I can get my own chair, my own tea, I can serve myself. It's ok. You're not my slave. Promise.
A little off. Just a little.
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