There is a little alcove from which you can enter Christie’s room, enter my room, or if you intended neither of those, feel stupid for circling in a tiny square area and exit. It’s been extremely underused lately...lately for the alcove, always for us. Aside from temporarily and occassionally housing discrete bags of trash that we were eager to
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