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... as cleaning things covered with years of untouched dust. Cardboard boxes were stacked one on top of another like jenga tower.
Old rusty metal rods were just dumped in the corner beside an old bicycle with no chain, that had been falling apart against the wall for years, of thick dust.
He held the duster broom like a spear, walked toward the edges of the basement, and began cleaning the ceiling.
"Fucking cobwebs... everywhere," he grumbled, squinting at the ceiling. "Why t ...
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