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Halx, mine is also a door--the door to my bedroom is old, warped, and in need of a planing. I must gird my loins before trying to open it; it requires that I take a stance like an offensive lineman and put some shoulder into it if I'm trying to get into my room. To get out, I have to plant my feet, grasp the doorknob with both hands, and yank. And yank some more. Maybe, by the third yank, it will have budged a little. Needless to say, I can easily expend my daily caloric intake just opening my bedroom door a few times a day.
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