Last night, the second we’ve spent at the rental next door (we have until mid-month to give up the keys to this one), I had a fairly unnerving experience. I was cold, and my extra-warm comforter that has seen me through more than a decade of love and trauma was in the dryer. Probably, I’d [...]
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