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A career path The fireplace is full of ash and cold spring is here walls full of sooth time to either get someone to clean or paint the room. A cleaner came she refused to clean the wall, a painter wanted to paint the whole house since that was not needed, he left in a huff, something about time wasting. I called my friend from Krakow he has got a steady job, but is willing to earn some extra the money he saving up to send his daughter to university, the locals do not see beyond lunch. The slow thinking painter came back offered to do the job painting after five, too late the man from Poland was coming he left in the darkest of moods. As for the cleaner she is selling herself at 30 euros my wife has got that news from the hairdresser; when thinking of it, an easier job than cleaning soothed walls even if she has to unplug rusty pipes.

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