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Showing posts with label my top 5 break ups. Show all posts

Monday, February 2

Ethnic Smells

Sometimes when I cook I'm reminded of the upstairs neighbor in High Fidelity who eventually fucks John Cusack's girlfriend; he listens to world music, wears a handful of thick rings, and all of his cooking sends powerful, "ethnic smells" into the stairwell. The staples of our diet right now are garlic and curry, so I envision that if I should ever meet one of our neighbors, or overhear them talking about our apartment unit, that they would say something about, That New Indian Couple On The Fifth Floor.