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I have really fond memories growing up of my grandparent’s back room in their farm house. The floor was cement, and there was a wash sink and counter to the right of the door. A big armoire stood directly across from the door right next to my grandfather’s big old leather rocking chair where he would take off his shoes after working on the farm. This room always smelled good to me because it smelled of my grandfather and soap.
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