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Dear Jimmy,

This is Jules from unit 213. Hey I can’t get a hold of your cell and my internet has been out so I can’t email you at the moment. I actually wanted to talk to you about that. Look you and I go back almost six years now. And you know I’m not one to complain. Even when we had those Goliaths living above us I kept my mouth shut. Can’t help being that big you know? But this is crazy man, I don’t know who is living in the unit beside us but you gotta look into these freaks. Yesterday me and misses were just trying to watch our shows after work and we hear fucking sprinting up and down the hall. Heavy footsteps just like an olympic sprinter. We thought there was a god damn race being held in the hallway. So I go to check and when I do the fucking guy is standing in front of my door before I even open it, just staring into my peephole like he knew I was going to check. The week before, I’m getting home from the market, after picking up some salmon and the stench of this guy’s room. I smelled it from down the hall. And it wasn’t like the smell of shit or nothing like that but it was like mold mixed with iron. Jimmy, I'm telling you whatever they are paying you in rent, you don’t want it, and whatever deal you guys made, you gotta buy him out of it. It’s getting serious. Now, today, I get home and I see the guy chewing on the fucking wires OUTSIDE, like a spider monkey just hanging from his window and biting on these god damn wires. I was screamin at him to stop and the fucking guy roars at me. Roars. Like a lion. He’s a Dwarf Jim and I’m not gonna say I’m two days away from slapping the little guy but hey this is getting to be too much. Can you do something about this please? For me.