That would be the basement. My neighbor stopped being so open and generous with her wi-fi. Then my living room computer died. Away from the prying eyes of disapproval, I can flourish like I did in the old days. Plus this beast hasn't had all the slowing upgrades of my upstairs computer.
The Color of Your Past
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*What color brings to mind your past?*
When I was very young, I shared a bedroom with my grandmother, who lived
with us until her passing. The room was p...
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