So remember when I got that cryptic note from my landlady saying maintenance wanted to "repair" my kitchen? Well, he never showed on Saturday, but I came home from work today and discovered half my kitchen has been blocked off by a plastic sheet. I still don't know what the hell they're trying to repair, but it feels like I just stumbled into Dexter's Kill Room.
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