The Thumping and Screaming Continues
Also, how I fucked up.
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If you missed last week’s letter, this is part two. Below:
An update on The Machine and screaming (which, yes, are ongoing, but with some developments)
Personal realizations since hitting publish last Saturday… including how I fucked up… and how that relates to what went down in the comments
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The Machine and the screams continue.
I clocked my neighbor’s last scream at 2:30 a.m. It was just days ago, right before publishing last week’s letter, and I spent the remainder of the night awake: waiting, wondering, keeping watch.
Remember, these screams were happening feet from my bed, through paper-thin walls. Also recall that his balcony and mine are separated by a short stretch of roof, with no locks on the doors.