Kapitel 1: My Messy Room and The Landlord
Here's my room, my four walls full of drinks and white meat, but this is not a restaurant with a Michelin star. Still, this is my messy room, full of dust, dirty windows, a kitchen in disarray, all with no washed plates.
There I am, lying down, resting, and then a knock on my door. Here comes the landlord, I open the door, right away I notice that this is a special day for him. He slicked his gray hair, shaved, put on perfume, and hid his beer belly as best as he could.
The landlord enters and immediately goes to my bathroom, and I get nervous because I know the disaster inside. The landlord almost choked on the smell of dirty underwear, shirts, and socks piled up as if Mount Everest was in the bathroom. The landlord then asks himself, "Do I love money more, or do I want my apartment clean?" ... "Screw the apartment, take the money." And so he takes the rent, and both of us go our separate ways.
Wöchentlicher Energiestatus
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