1. Art of eating spaghetti
... my day to day life and the way I had to prepare for that next day next day. All of my life my mom washed all of my clothes for me. I would take my dirty clothes downstairs, throw them in the hamper, and my mom would wash them for me. When she was finished washing them, I would pick them up and ... none of my socks were there; I hadn't put any socks away yet. I ran downstairs with a towel wrapped around my waist and into the utility room to see all my clothes still in to hamper. I asked my mom if I had any clean socks and that's when she broke it to me; from then on I would have to start...
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