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... in the kitchen including the counter, table, chairs, and then mopping the floor till it gleamed. The smell of a floral disinfectant permeated the entirety of the kitchen. Salem surveyed his work and judged the floor clean enough to eat off of though he would never try it.
His ears picked up the familiar sound of a hound coach rolling in through the open gates of their compound. Moving to action, Salem vigorously scrubbed his hands in a basin of diluted disinfectant and rushed out of the ...
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