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"Hajur, bill dinos" ("sir, bill please").   Time to go. Tomorrow the adventure begins.

          After three days that spider was still in my room.  It was time to act.  Carefully, I moved my duffle bag from the wall revealing his hiding place.  Trapping all eighty pounds of him under a wicker waste basket, with a mighty heave, I flung the edge of the basket scooting him through the space under the door to the hallway, where he proceeded to scamper quickly down the hall and under my neighbor’s door.

          I listened for a few minutes to see if any blood curdling scream emitted from that room.

Silence!?       Nobody home................yet.

 

Washing The Old Fashioned Way

                                                            
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