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There's a photo on the fridge.
It's of you, your mother, and your brother.
There is some white fur stuck in the drain.
There's some cinnamony batter caked on the stovetop.
It's a trashcan.
Somehow, it's emitting a pleasant floral scent.
It's a landline phone. But you already have a cell phone.
It's the TV.
Doesn't seem to even be plugged in anymore.
It's a book of hymns.