On Saturday morning, bright and early, you sort the laundry. Darks, jeans, lights, reds, whites, dark delicates, and on and on (you only have this many loads -- usually it's just darks/lights/whites -- because it's been 3 weeks since you did laundry and your significant other is wearing "junior high underwear"). All in their tidy little piles,
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