“Fuck, man. Carrying all this shit up these stairs is a bitch,” my friend, well, now roommate, Jack complains to me. “It was your idea to get a place upstairs,” I quibble in response. “Yeah, well I didn’t think about the stairs.” My friend and I are a couple of kids entering their freshman year at Hillside College. I know, sounds pretty generic, right? But hey, it’s a good start in a new place for us. “Johnny, go back down and grab the last few boxes.” “Let’s just go get them together,” I say. “Naw man.” “Why not?” “Because I’m too...
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