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Min wrote: > Dammit, I'm going to have to post my laundry scene now :P. > > Her laundromat of choice for the day was the one on West Grand Boulevard. > In Ghettosville. > She sorted her laundry in three piles- whites, greens and reds. The > blues, depending on their shade, went either in the green pile or in the > red pile. The beiges went with the reds. She had very few clothing of > other colours. She doesn't have any beiges, either - she's got *pinks*. If she sorts her laundry at all like a sensible person would, you won't make me believe that she puts anything light in with her red pile. > Redford the Third went into the red pile. He smelled of old sleep > drool. She had bought him at a church sale across the street from where > she had once lived in Hamtramck. 25 cents for the red toy puppy peering > at her through a huge pile of other old, discarded toys. 25 cents for > five years worth of cuddling. She looked around, and when she was sure > no one looked in her general direction, she kissed Redford's soft black > nose and threw him into the washing machine. That tells me far more about the individual than the sex scenes did. Catja
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