Hm? Yes. Yes, I remember that place. [The Nonbinary Research Facility] The best of times, the worst of times. Nice neighborhood. More black people than Astoria, thank god. My roommate attacked me, that was crazy. I had a one-person show at Ars Nova. I got one ear pierced. Dissos era. When people were on the roof, you could see them, through the skylight. I had a crush on one of my roommates, but was very normal about it. I could always hear when the shower turned on. I made up with my mom around that time. Sleep apnea, long covid, what else? The floor—it shook when you walked and five mugs fell off the shelves before we knew why. No window in the bathroom: black mold. And so many websites, enough to kill my laptop. Best, worst. And the research, naturally. Investigation ongoing—to be continued at the transfer station, pending lease agreements.