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A quiet married forty-something, he put ladders outside our bedrooms and was a horrible peeping tom. He had a face like an owl, with a beard, mustache, and brown inquisitive eyes. He never set up his ladder outside the living room. Exclusively bedrooms. We were constantly watching out for that guy.

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Bebe Nicholson
Bebe Nicholson

Written by Bebe Nicholson

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