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The kitchen was in total disarray. Dirty dishes and mugs were stacked up in the sink and there were three plates on the table containing what looked like the remnants of a full English breakfast. There was a puddle of milk on the floor by the sink. There was cereal all over the counter and a pile of what looked like cat vomit by the back door. Worse than this, there was an odd gassy smell and, if I concentrated, I could hear hissing.
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Here To Stay
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