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Worse for me was also in Hamilton. There were too many students, living in squalor. The kitchen was smeared with grease from one loser cooking pork constantly; the sounds of third rate sex echoed, the mattresses were filthy, flies swarmed outside the window a la Amityville and, oh, yes, there was a Nazi living in the basement. The closest second was a haunted convent, but that is a totally different story.
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