Bathroom Day
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Humm I have lost track of the days that the rooms happened but here is the bathroom. Of all the folk I spoke to the lady on the left, Alexandra, got it the most. She knew what I was up too and got a real laugh out of my rooms each day.
This room had a shelf full of linen, like all proper bathrooms, and when I got home it was gone. Cool someone got to restock the linen press.
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