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My entire home smells like weed.
I’m getting high just from the smoke.
Why do you do this to me.
Our parents are going to be home in an hour.
We are fucked.
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Trinidad or Leon?
I’ve never really had the opportunity to get to know the Trinidads—my mom’s side of the family—until this year. I wouldn’t say that they’re completely different from the Leons, nor would I say that they’re exactly the same. What I can say, though, with a heavy level of certainty in my voice, is that they’re both… overwhelming.
I don’t call them the Sassy Trinidads for nothing. They’re really...
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My dad put the AC in my room.
That means it’s pretty much summer.
The installation of my air conditioner properly evinces the official day of summer.
Clearly.
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