My house. #17.
The alley way I walk down, where the crazies hang their heads out the window and yell at me.
Poop. There is a lot, a lot, of this by my house.
The church I walk past every day.
Rue d'Alger. Ever single day, I march my booty up this street...![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZdan7e0kMRD19ChlWf5SYb3cHW-df3eG12xDPMDcAL2hl3EWYVFUD5wAY9GjE7cwleGbO5KbhZp4gZG7c8_IJ6KAfSSxA3Ayo0aSNtxqB8LFXkYqfT-fTXVP9weJq77wi248wxKRjxU8/s400/crazychateau+212.JPG)
...until I get here (I.E.S building)...
...where I do this (French literature.)
Ha. This was on the window of the house next to mine.
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