I Went Offline for a Stranger’s Roast—and the Building Turned on Me

PART 2 — “If You Read Part 1, You Know I Turned Off the App”

If you read Part 1, you know I did something most folks would call reckless.

I went offline in the middle of a Sunday rush, spent forty-two dollars I didn’t have, and marched back into a stranger’s apartment with a three-pound chuck roast like it was a rescue rope.


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