(I managed to dry.. half through)
So. The thing with the elevators up, they are not marked, signalized, like in the metro. You have to find your own.
Your own way UP.
But then.. You still need to find a way down and to go back to the 4th, to meet the other people..
Wait. Why do we have to meet the other people?
This “talk” got me hungry.
And my room still smells like snitzels. I hope I will be able to sleep.
I need a bigger apartment. To have my own room separated from the kitchen.
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