I love my neighbors. I must because someone is usually sleeping on my front steps whenever I come home. Actually, they aren't my neighbors, they work at the restaurant next door. Mostly it's the afternoon when they are sleeping, taking naps because they work from 9am till 9pm. I also hear them chatting away in front of my door while I'm upstairs working on my computer. The only time I'm not happy is when they completely block my way in. The other night I came home around 9 and the guy in the photo was passed out drunk. I told the women that the next time it happens I'm putting him in the street.
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