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TALES OF AN ORANGEPEELER

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04.06.11

On this dry and lucent day, the washing machine churns and squeals. A door was closed today, with a big, unintended BANG. I didn't realize it was still ajar until this morning. Whose hand had shut it? Mine, ticking boxes on a form.






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