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In the early 90s, I was a university student in a Midwestern city.
I had worked a few years to save cash and avoid going too deep into debt.
The old engine, sans heads, was in the back of the truck for winter traction.
However, as the season grew colder, it became annoying.
Finally, she looked at the assigned number on the spot and went back inside.
She was mad, but I didnt engage until she could speak politely and somewhat coherently.
She admitted to being the mother of my neighbor above.
I tried explaining to her that the parking space is part of the tenants rent and is not public.
She responded with Yeah, yeah, so I made her repeat it back until she got it right.
The blood vessels in her neck were popping, but she did it.
No issues for the rest of the semester, and I rented elsewhere for my final year.
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