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Dear Santa,

I confess to being a bit wicked this year but feel I have paid for that by having the frat boys live above and below me with their bass, parties and yelling at all hours of the night, every night. So with that logic, I think perhaps I deserve something for Christmas. All I'm asking for is that lovely little flat across the way, you know, that beautiful spacious two bedroom (two bedrooms!) one that is quiet and calm. I would really like to have that and move in ASAP. If you could arrange that, Santa, I promise to try to refrain from swearing like a trouper and laughing at people stuck in traffic as we pass them in the carpool lanes.