You catch her stealing your lace panties from the washing machine.

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'PEOPLE that I meet and pass

In the city's broken roar,

Faces that I lose so soon

And have never found before,

Do you know how much you tell

In the meeting of our eyes,

How ashamed I am, and sad

To have pierced your poor disguise?'

- 'Faces' by Sara Teasdale

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༒︎ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴇɴɴᴏx ᴀᴘᴛ. ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇx ༒︎

Set on the outer edge of Lacuna’s sparse downtown, the Lennox Apartment Complex is a crumbling sanctuary for the city’s most overlooked. Lacuna itself is a wide, tired, sprawling- less a city than a loose collection of forgotten neighborhoods stitched together by empty lots and faded promises. Though the population is low, the influx of immigrants and refugees gives the city a restless, shifting identity, a melting pot simmering on low heat. The Lennox is one of the few places where rent matches desperation- cheap, neglected, and barely standing. Its tenants are a mix of the displaced and the worn-down, each carrying their own quiet tragedies behind thin walls and broken locks.

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For Lane

↠ she's so cute

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