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Show 97 Palmyra and did not go to New York City. In Illinois, we avoided Chicago and made bricks like Mormon pioneers in Nauvoo. The Orem Apartment The apartment was one bedroom for two people. The only marker from the kitchen to the rest of the apartment was stained, maroon carpet. And then there was the bathroom. It looked like there had once been a medicine cabinet in there but it had been ripped from the wall. Otherwise there was a loosely secured sink and an old bathtub. It was grimy but I still took more than the normal number of showers as a symptom of living there. There was a tiger blanket on the wall and a lava lamp on the shelf. Star Wars stand-ups in three comers-Leia, stormtrooper, and Darth Vader, with a small Yoda on the mantle. Chris slept in the comer on a bed of his own clothing and I slept on the 1970s couch covered with orange flowers that I didn't recognize. We had a small TV which I turned on most nights as I tried to block out my surroundings and go to sleep. The apartment was too small. If something was bothering Chris, he would actually sigh out loud and keep repeating the sigh until I stopped ignoring him and asked what was wrong. We had the dusty garage too, but Adjacent to the Lord, the Christian metal band who lived upstairs, had obtained the right to practice there when they wanted. When they would play, the old cereal bowls on the coffee table would shake and vibrate, as if Godzilla was walking toward us. Chris hung up some |