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This clean cup! I washed the cup then drank from it, leaning against a leather wall. Eight whole years of prehistory, searching for a cup of swilling-in-the-night-air. When it was found (filled with sawdust and feathers) we rejoiced!
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Jul 3, 2025
Jul 3, 2025 at 11:34 PM UTC
This Clean Cup
This clean cup! I washed the cup then drank from it, leaning against a leather wall. Eight whole years of prehistory, searching for a cup of swilling-in-the-night-air. When it was found (filled with sawdust and feathers) we rejoiced!
#cups#hygiene
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Jul 3, 2025
Jul 3, 2025 at 11:34 PM UTC
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