Today I did my laundry at the laundromat down the street from my apartment. There was a tall beautiful woman with her jet black hair in a short bob. She folded laundry silently next to her shorter then hr husband. He folded her thong underwear, she matched their kids socks. They did not look at each other, they did not talk to each other, they completed their weekend chore and left. In silence.
Is that how it all ends up?
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