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Mr. Remy's Nieghborhood...

How Random Babbling Becomes Corporate Policy

run the fuck away

Mad science gone horribly, horribly wrong(or right).

Mr. Remy's Nieghborhood...

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run the fuck away
...is now in Ponchockie. A stones throw from the oil depository and a short walk to the sewage treatment plant, within spitting distance of two churches, and a hop skip and a jump from the Strand, one of the artsy/nifty centers of Kingston and from Hasbrouck Park, one of the coolest parks in Kingston.

Now, if I can pass my driving test tomorrow and then score a job, we are golden.

May I point out that five people are splitting a $1000 rent bill. That's $200 a head for the math impaired.

And now that we know this story has a happy ending, are we really at all surprised that Remy's apartment hunt worked out this way? No, not really.

"It always works out in the end, not usually how you expect it, but it always works in the end.
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