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Hot Water Crises

Hot water crisis Suddenly no hot water We didn’t have hot water in my childhood We had to boil water on a kettle Pour it into a bowl, add cold water and wash The vital parts. It was when it was a communal bath, I discovered Hot water in a shower and clean towels. I wonderful moment. Talking about water, there is not so much of it now The summer lake near the houses is a hole covered with Thistles and the river are a stony track. Where I live now the water from the faucet is not potable We have to buy it at the local shop, and it adds to The household expensive. I drink about two litres per day, and it cost more than cheap wine. I refuse to drink the nasty, the residue of an empty, wine sold inboxes. A cold glass of water in the morning is aa Nectar, no one should be denied.

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