have evolved into reconstruction works (think re-tiling & extensions). We even have this makeshift bridge over the patch of wet cement right outside our front door. Also, I am inhaling more turpentine/thinner fumes than I've ever inhaled in the past 18 years.
PLEASE end it soon dammit. I am falling into depression from being stuck at home the entire day to make sure the workers aren't secretly graffiti/contemporary artists. ARGHH.
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