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As I removed the washing from the tumbler drier, a faded dishcloth was retrieved. I read what was written with increasing admiration.
The dishcloth had been made in Ireland. It seems to have been acquired long ago. It captured a gently humorous tourist prayer.
I have spared you the Irish accept ...
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As I removed the washing from the tumbler drier, a faded dishcloth was retrieved. I read what was written with increasing admiration.
The dishcloth had been made in Ireland. It seems to have been acquired long ago. It captured a gently humorous tourist prayer.
I have spared you the Irish accept ...