Apartment Eight Has A Golden Ticket
Sunday morning... There were very few things in life that surprised Vasily anymore, and fewer things that got a rise out of him. Snow in June, zombies on bicycles, flying pigs...none of those would give him pause. If you Googled the words “rock” and “poker-face” you would likely see his stoically monkish --albeit broodingly handsome-- mug pop up on your screen. He once won $1000 answering a call for a random dial-up morning radio show contest. “Gooood morning, Vasily...Vasily...oh...
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