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cleaning
The air filled with the aroma of bleach and windx from the restroom floor, it’s like a pool and a hospital at the same time. There’s also a hint of the dusty residue that the old run down vacuum always left behind. It’s like a garbage disposal snap boom clap crackle. I wanted to make the bath tub white like an egg shell but it still looked like the rusty yellowish white like it did when I started. The toilet I s still dyed with the ocean blue cleaner that smells like perfume and fresh cut grass. The counters are still white like snow because I guess I used too much comet. The aromas of all of the cimices mixed together are over whelming. The only thing that’s actually clean is the sink. It’s pearly white and shiny like a new pair of shoes and silky like drapes hanging from the window ceil flapping in the wind…
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