Get ready for some whining.
My hair is falling out. I spend three minutes every morning coughing, and then have several sneezing fits throughout the day. I eat like crap, and the air burns my lungs when I try to work out. Bikes careen towards me on the sidewalk that doubles as a bike lane. I've been in two bus accidents, hit by a car while on the sidewalk, and clipped by a delivery motorbike. My students cough phlegmy coughs, but never stay home. All the fish has tiny bones in it.
This place might be the death of me.
My hair is falling out. I spend three minutes every morning coughing, and then have several sneezing fits throughout the day. I eat like crap, and the air burns my lungs when I try to work out. Bikes careen towards me on the sidewalk that doubles as a bike lane. I've been in two bus accidents, hit by a car while on the sidewalk, and clipped by a delivery motorbike. My students cough phlegmy coughs, but never stay home. All the fish has tiny bones in it.
This place might be the death of me.
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