The room in the house in my possession for which the preparation of food is reserved boasts a workbench-like structure adjoining to the partition between the aforementioned room and that adjacent to it.
He who asks is a fool for five minutes, but he who does not ask remains a fool forever.
How can I be king of the world? Because I am king of rubbish. And rubbish is what the world is made of. — Kate DiCamillo, The Miraculous Journey of Edward Tulane
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