My housemate Brett was such a dick. He was a terrible, terrible musician but somehow eked out a music degree from Berkelee. This gave him way too much validation. However his sculptor girlfriend, Molly, was quite nice and, unlike Brett, a talented artist. I lived with both of them for about 8 months until I couldn't take Brett's condescending arrogance …
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