I'm alone. It's completely quiet. Even the builders next door have shut up for once. All I can hear is the whine of my laptop and the sound of the keys. After being in the bustle of Manhattan and with Louise every moment for almost 2 weeks, it's sad to be alone in the quiet.

I think I may have to get a job just to get some friends.

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