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No. 4
It just smells of poo. Everyday. I walk up the lane: Poo. Driving in the car: Poo. Bit of fresh air?: Poo.
No. 3
I have no friends here. None. It's just old couples with no children or young couples with babies. I'm so alone.
Spiders. Spiders everywhere. We found one the size of my palm in the dishwasher once. They sleep on your face.
I currently have 2 bars of E and I can't use my Wi-Fi because it keeps dying on me.