Mom took me shopping as a late Christmas present. I finally gave in to her pleads. It was a good thing I did, because I love the new shirts I got, which are hanging in the front of my closet. To the left shows the fact that after shopping I moved my white crate boxes to underneath my boundless line of clothes, inside my closet. Now sits an lonely, black stool and clothes lying upon the floor.
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