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... successfully cleaning his house and doing the laundry.
He looked at his hanger of wet clothes on the balcony and the fresh smell of laundry hit his nose. It was so fresh.
Since it was winter, there was no telling how long it would take for the clothes to dry. It didn't snow yet but he was sure if he left the clothes out for too long, they would freeze up like popsicles.
He lightly chuckled at his thoughts.
"Popsicles," he muttered softly, his eyelids slowly flutte ...
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