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Design on a Budget. Wednesday, May 15. When I was a kid I used to stand by the light switch before going to bed. Once I turned off the light I would run in an all out sprint and leap onto my bed hoping that the creature who had taken up residence under the bed wouldnt grab my feet. As an adult I found I did the same thing when leaving my basement. Our basement had been a storage unit for two years. It was the part of the home tour we left off. Oh, you have a basement? Uh, sort of? Is it not finished?CONTENT
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Roger looked longingly at the mirror on the wall, he was listening to a man drivel on about buses. He willed for there to be another world beyond the reflective pane that he could dive into. Busman droned on, Roger wished. Then, suddenly, an arm came through the glass, grabbed hold of his lapel and pulled! The slap that he got brought him out of his dream. Busman did not appreciate the tongue.