Keys
I now own a set of keys - weird. I haven't carried a set of keys around with me for almost a year. I now have a pile of keys jangling in my pocket. A set of keys to the library. A set of keys to my house. A key for the scooter.
Not bad digs eh?
A scooter?!? My roommate bought a scooter when she moved to Laos. Then she got in an accident and is now afraid to learn how to ride it. That's the story of how I inherited a scooter... I will force her to learn to ride it someday!
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