nebraska. the house was built in the 1920s. i live near a gas station and everyone here drives a loud nigger truck. i got new windows from a city grant but i had to sign a contract saying i won't rent or sell it for 5 years. at least you have nature in california, nebraskans are trapped in small towns surrounded by corn fields so everything feels fake and artificial.  legitimately made everyone a psychopathic npc living quiet lives of desperation, having momentary psychological breakdowns from their covert imprisonment. originally i'm from colorado so i see it all plainly and observe it without much emotion, but they literally have zero comprehension of it all and it's quite sad.
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