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Puffing and panting, you carry the sofa up to the fifth floor. When you get to the final turn, a sharp pain shoots through your back. It's good that…
Puffing and panting, you carry the sofa up to the fifth floor. When you get to the final turn, a sharp pain shoots through your back. It's good that your neighbor isn't a complete scumbag, and gives you a bottle of good whiskey for your work.