About a year ago, my parents visited us in Sydney for the second time, to meet Chompy*. On their third day, I mentioned to my dad that I needed to go to the laundromat.
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About a year ago, my parents visited us in Sydney for the second time, to meet Chompy*. On their third day, I mentioned to my dad that I needed to go to the laundromat.
Continue reading “The Do-over”