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2004-02-01
Campers are we Having Fun 'neath the Sun? I'm finally taking time to clean my room and wash my clothes. The apartment was getting ratty. While I was sorting through my hamper (none of those cool pre-sorted things for me) I got to the bottom and realized I had put a wet washcloth in there about a week ago. The smell of mildewy clothes brought back treasured memories of camp: the dirt, the grossness, and the gagging. Yick.
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