My landlord brought 30 bikers to evict me but they refused after seeing what was inside our apartment.
I was standing in my doorway at 7 AM on a Tuesday, holding my four-year-old daughter while my seven-year-old son hid behind my legs, as thirty massive men in leather vests walked up our apartment stairs.
“Time’s up, Rebecca,” my landlord Rick said, standing …
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