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03-19-2011, 11:12 AM
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Well, this might sound quite silly, but I like dusting. You know, with the little feather duster. Swishing it around all over the table top, the knick-knacks, the top of the tv. Something oddly satisfying about dusting with one of those and sweeping away the thin layer of life's near-invisible detritus.
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