The bro and I tend to descend upon our house when we come home. Our shit is rarely in order, never organized and hardly ever contained. We feel that the living room is shared space and thus we stake our claims. In this shot you find three suitcases, five baskets of laundry, three boxes of non-clothing items and at least 12 articles of clothing not contained in anything. These counts represent a combined 8+ trips, 2+ years, 6+ apartment moves and 1000s of loads of laundry. Despite all of this mess, we're both rather clean people. I often find it necessary to describe the difference between "messy" and "dirty". If you don't know, let's talk.
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