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... wear even the air smelled cleaner in this house.
And then we reached his room.
He pushed the door open, and I almost choked. Of course it was white. White sheets, white walls, white curtains that fluttered gently.
It was elegant. Everything in perfect order, like it had been staged for a magazine shoot.
Meanwhile my own room back home looked like a hurricane lived there rent-free.
"Your room looks like... heaven," I said before I could stop myself.
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