I finally saw our landlords after they have been on vacation all summer. The sisters oven hasn't worked all summer so I was happy to see our common landlords and tell them about the oven. Paul wasn't with me so I blundered along in my poor Italian. Unfortunately I used the wrong word. Instead of saying, " il furno non è funziona" i used the wrong word for oven. I said, "inferno" which means hell instead of furno. No wonder Quinto looked at me with a puzzled look when I told him that the hell does not work at the sisters apartment.
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