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Previous to my last visit to the laundromat nearest my home, the machine dials had no labels. It was impossible to tell whether you were washing your clothes on 'tepid', 'permanent press', or 'spin your delicates to shreds'. You can imagine my relief then - and my surprise - when I discovered that I could now launder my clothes on Hot, Warm, or I could turn them into Gold. You can also imagaine my disappointment when, after a twenty-eight minute sigh of relief that my financial woes would finally be in the past, I opened the washer to discover only a pile of cold and sodden darks.
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