It's that time of year when I contribute to the well-being of Maison KL by vacuuming all the books on the shelves in the downstairs bedroom. As the years have passed and the shelves have gradually filled, this has now become a major task. My neck and shoulders ache, but the fascist in me is supremely satisfied by the sense of everything being put in its place.
And the reader in me looks forward to making further in-roads into the riches I have somehow come to possess.
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