Every morning, in order to leave the building I live in, I must first go into the parking garage to get into my car. Both yesterday and today there was a very strong smell of gasoline in the parking garage. Both yesterday and today I’ve had to try to hold my breath all the way from the door to the building to the door of my car. And both yesterday and today I have had breathing problems and burning mucous membranes in my nose and throat because of it.

If I find out who is spilling gasoline in the parking garage, I will kick him in the nuts and shit on his face.

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