After posting a tongue -n-cheek narrative on Facebook about my experiences with stoves while living in Mexico, a few people, unknown to me, asked what I might know about washing machines. I have a dear friend in Denmark who sometimes calls to ask me what he can put in his machine. I've thought about this subject for years and the truth is I know too much but I am still never going to be considered an expert. I have had huge arguments in my life with lovers whom I thought had very odd relationships with washing machines. I have witnessed people pour in laundry soap never thinking the cap had a purpose --they went at it like laundry soap was water being emptied into the gullet of a desert thirsty cowboy resulting in so many soap bubbles in the window that 85 subsequent washes with no soap would still result in a soapy wash. If you're going to ask me I'd say a lot of people have a relationship with their washing machine that would be better worked out in therapy. You can tell ...
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