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  • Before my mom could move in with us, Jon and I needed to move our bedroom to what used to be my office. The room needed a new floor. Although I probably could have gotten it down, I had promised to cut down on my swearing. Fortunately, a friend of ours volunteered to help us out. When I asked what he was going to charge, he said one Green Man.
    Today, our account is squared.
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