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Last night (Sunday) talk with Mom (on the phone) around Union Sq.
Mom: So I’ve been carrying around this old door in the back of my car for weeks.
Me: That’s always useful.
Mom: Well, I thought so.
Me: You might find yourself in a situation where you can’t find an entrance, but hey, just grab that door in the back, open it up, and walk on through.
Mom: We sanded it last night.
Me: Even better. I love a good sanded door.
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