The other evening I was on a de-cluttering rampage in Doug’s house and flung open the hall closet door. I had decided hence forth we would hang our coats there, but it was filled with toilet paper, old jackets, and shelf full of vintage board games. How many times had I looked at it, wondering what to do, and not seen it? Suddenly I screamed: “Doug ther…
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