Yes, it is the one of the downfalls of living in a teeny-tiny NYC apartment. You have no space for a washer and dryer and you must stuff all of your dirty clothes into a santa-sized bag and lug them to the laundromat.
As some might know, I am kind of a germ freak. Not exactly the type of person who should live in a city, but I deal with all my little obsessions in order to enjoy the bright lights of the big city.
I don't particularly enjoy the thought of tossing my clothes around with other people's pubic hair, but what can I do? At least they're clean, right?
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