Dear Pacific, There’s Nothing Else to Mow

The other day, I was taking a nap in my Vandervelden Court apartment to try to alleviate a migraine, when I was awakened by a loud whirring right outside my window. I immediately recognized it as the sound of one of Pacific Landscape Management’s lawnmowers going back and forth from University Avenue to my building–the obnoxious droning growing softer and louder.

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