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Monday Morning Monotony home pressed sleeves just as he likes them subtle evidence of a wife at home with each tiny wrinkle banished the onslaught of starch ivory hand exerting the same force as when she makes love gentle pressure pushing away from her body dreams ironed flat beneath the steaming metal once she thought to travel the world now she travels the city in the airconditioned minivan to the school, the store, piano recitals, soccer games worthwhile sacrifice? |
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