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  • So you know how you always picture your grandmother as the perfect, sweet lady? Well, let me tell you something: she is just as human as the rest of us. So I leave her be, even though I know.

    I know because she half-heartedly admitted to me one time that she had a strong distaste for her neighbor. The neighbor was the same age, borderline eighty years old. Both of them had lived in their respective houses for the past sixty years. Both of them had a serious problem with each other.

    My grandmother said that the other lady placed an ugly water tank right in her window.

    "Oh," was all I could think to say in reply.

    My grandmother and her neighbor are probably the two oldest members of their neighborhood left from the "old times," but they always refused to talk to each other.

    I'd like to think that my grandmother was being a good grandmother and not telling me the whole story.

    Because there is no way that to people couldn't get over the positioning of a water tank between the time of WW2 and the invention of the iPod.
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