if there is one thing I would wish for in my life, it is to live in a time and place and state of mind where I do not have to be fearful of an unexpected encounter with a poo, a people poo, in the stairwell of the building in which I live.
please reference my blogpost of 19 february, indicating that indeed, this is one of the things I like least in the menu of experiences available to me.
why isn't the universe paying attention to me?
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