At this moment, eight dudes are on my roof with heavy hammers tearing off and replacing a shoddy roof job—for free. It’s no surprise they’re working fast and loud. It feels like my brain is a tennis shoe in a dryer. Or like I’m inside a giant rock tumbler. With concentration next to impossible, I [...]
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