a room of one’s own
A Million Fingers
Santa Cruz, 2000s
Kai and I got our own apartment in Santa Cruz. Partially because I couldn’t stand living with Casey another minute, and partially because I couldn’t stand living without a washer/dryer another second. We moved to some non-descript place I can’t even picture anymore. Vernie moved in to some mansion near the beach–I really don’t understand how Vernie’s life works. I can only assume that the property owner just felt grateful for the opportunity to house him. Casey found a warehouse near the railroad tracks in which he installed a new nest and a practice space for the band and then sublet the back half to a fire-juggling acrobatics company.
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