The other day I took some random photos of this dirty old pipe wrench I found in the breezeway, as you do. After opening them up on my computer, I realized that there's a tiny white hair - undoubtedly Luma's - that somehow made it onto this thing despite it being out of sight and out of sniff to her. Times like these I imagine how white and fluffy my lungs must be on the inside from all her hair...
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