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... taring at an eviction notice taped to my apartment door like it’s personally flipping me off.
The paper is thin, ink smeared from the thick, muggy Atlanta summer that creeps into every corner of this rundown complex on the Smyrna outskirts. "Final Notice – Vacate Premises Within 72 Hours or Legal Action Will Commence." Rent’s three days overdue. Again. The manager, Carl—a balding, sweaty guy who reeks of discount aftershave—probably stuck it here while I was grinding DoorDash in my piece ...
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