You walk across the now foreign landscape of your room, climbing over the occasional pair of underwear. Every so often you stop and rest, not used to this much exertion. It's not that you're in bad shape, but you're not in great shape either, and a pair of underwear is like a hill for you. It takes you about an hour to reach the biggest obstacle you'll have to face: the mountain of dirty clothes you call the laundry. You begin climbing, and after another half hour, reach the top. You stop for a moment to rest at the peak, looking towards the door and planning your route.
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