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Oct 2019
The Cook asks the Dishwasher, who wipes the kitchen clean, and clocks out at Ten; why bother doing such a good job when it will get ***** again, each and every day?

The Dishwasher smiles saying,”Ah, such is Life.
“We all have to go ***** to get clean, how else will we know the difference or appreciate what we have at all?”
“Because I love, I let Love rule. It’s not about me...”
Butch Decatoria
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Butch Decatoria  47/M/Las Vegas, Nevada, USA
(47/M/Las Vegas, Nevada, USA)   
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     --- and G Alan Johnson
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