Why? Night after night , you park on the wrong side of the street, facing the wrong direction, forcing me to do either: 1)the same, park in front of your hipster Craig's-list shanker, or 2)down the street.
Neither seem reasonable as you a) have a driveway, and b) a fucking clue.....somewhat.
So onto the local crows.
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