Oh g*d, I don't know how I survived. Woman, 84, just had surgery for cancer. House is a disaster, clutter, clutter, more clutter and dirt on the clutter. That was the good part. She talked. NON-STOP. For an hour. She is german and all I could think of was ZaZa Gabor- it was all darling, darling, I love you. I finally had to say- you need to be
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