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Thursday, May 25, 2006
Not My Apartment
I slept *really* well last night. So well, I didn't even notice the fire two doors down in the next building. Luckily, no one was hurt, and the fire didn't spread to neighbouring apartments. Anyway, here's this morning's blog fodder:
Yikes. I had one of those once *in my building* one floor and two doors down. Thank goodness they did manage to build the apartments so that the fire was kept contained.
4 comments:
Yikes. I had one of those once *in my building* one floor and two doors down. Thank goodness they did manage to build the apartments so that the fire was kept contained.
Whoa! That's scary to have slept through a nasty-looking fire. However, I'm glad you're getting a good, deep sleep in the stress of moving.
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yikes, rather scary.
That is my nightmare! I saw an apartment in burn up a few years ago.
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