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I was in the basement trying to retrieve some ribbon for a parcel. I pulled and pulled but the tangled mess . . . seemed to get worse the more I tried. Finally, I quit. Back upstairs I trudged to get a pair of scissors. Down into the basement, I reached for the ribbon and out it came. Imagine. With…
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