Tuesday, September 20, 2011 | 12:52 p.m. CDT;
updated 3:46 p.m. CDT, Thursday, September 22, 2011
I lived in my apartment for a little more than a year before I met my neighbor. I didn’t knock on his door for a cup of sugar, either.
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