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the guys across the hall had a room that smelled like a tomb. Okay, I've never actually smelled a tomb but it smelled like what I always imagined a burial crypt to smell like.
Of course, that was better than "Leonard", who had the room next to mine. Leonard like to practice the trombone at 2 in the morning and had his grandfather come stay with him for a week.
I really hated the dorms.
I really wanted to kill Leonard.
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