I woke up that day and found my apartment building had changed. What once was the finest of architectural wonders had changed in to a construction of light that an old flicking, queasy and green, hurt your eye's, florescent bulb would have designed. I needed to look for a new apartment. I found my way out, moved about town, and spied a fantastic building in the same location that once was the drabbest of apartment blocks. I could clearly see that any apartment in this building would be great. Only, De Es Schwertberger had the keys, and knew how to find the door.
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