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So our washing machine is broken.
No, that’s not right. The washing machine is fine. The problem is that it’s an old place, the washing machine empties into a sink in the little laundry room and that sink is broken.
Wait. That’s not exactly right either. I think there’s something wrong with the pipe, not the sink. Anyhow…
I hate Laundromats. They’re so grungy. Someone left a pair of dirty panties on the washer to my left, and the guy using the washer on my right dragged in his ass-streaked laundry behind him in one of those green trash bags.
A Laundromat is like a crowded subway train, or it would if everyone on the subway was wearing their underwear on the outside.
I hate Laundromats. Did I mentioned that yet? Because I meant to.
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