For over a month, I have had but one wish, but one burning desire: that our broken washer and dryer be removed from our domicile, with a working one put in its place. The struggle has been great, which is to say it’s been tedious, time consuming, depleting of joy and morale. We live in an apartment, an apartment in New York City, in apartment in New Yor…
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