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I will also require this service on Saturday.
The 'rents come home on Sunday.
Presently the place looks like I've invited in the local hobo population and not killed them.
Why do I always do this?
I know a pointy reckoning will come.
And I hate living in an untidy space.
The almost sexual thrill of procrastination I think.
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