Never a day passed during my stay in the city that I did not meet one or more houses shifting their quarters. One day I met nine. Going out Great Madison Street in the horse cars we had to stop twice to let houses get across.
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...how the hell am I supposed to deal with everyone getting not just old but crazy? nobody ever told me that old people would more often than not end up being fucking nuts! And yet my mom, the one with, you know, an actual neurological disease literally impacting the brain, is the sanest.