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wringer | wringer

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Apr.07.2010
Parenting I learned as a boy of 4 or 5 that bubbles are captivating. My mother’s washing machine was an ugly green monster with a wringer atop and lacked all the conveniences that came along later. Sometimes in summers, I’d stand beside her and that contraption with its laboring agitator when she...