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Progress, or maybe not...
It feels very strange to be able to get to the bookshelves, the looms, and the organ again.
Wait, where did all that stuff that was in the way go? Oh, yeah, it's out in the garage now and you can't get in there. Oh well...
Wait, where did all that stuff that was in the way go? Oh, yeah, it's out in the garage now and you can't get in there. Oh well...
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Especially when it comes to books, which multiply in dark closets or something when you aren't looking.
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*lets you back into the house and gives you some tuna salad*
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Yay tuna salad :)