
Almost two months ago, I was changing the doorknob on my bedroom door when I accidentally locked myself in after letting the door close sans doorknob.
I felt hot and cold at the same time with the sinking realization that I was really and truly stuck. My cell phone was left on my kitchen table, where I was blasting 90s music from Spotify as I worked, so I couldn’t call the landlord.
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