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About 30 years ago when I was living in Vermont an elderly widow neighbor of mine got cataract surgery after god knows how many years of progressively losing her sight.
When she got back home she was astounded and infuriated to see how dirty/ grimy her house was. She had a mild freak out and all the local ladies came over and pitched in for a few days to get things spic and span again.
There was mortification all around. Everyone felt responsible in their own way for letting things get to that state. Once it was done no one talked about it again.
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And now I'm finished posting.
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