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| | Stayin' alive in the laundry room - The Boston Globe |
 | | At least, not in my house, where my husband has transformed the laundry room into a miniature suburban discotheque, complete with strobe light, disco ball, and table for four. |
 | | At first it was awkward finding my way back to disco the way I shimmied around the kitchen on the way to the fridge during dinner prep. |
 | | I clap my hands, swizzle my hips, point my index finger at the dropped ceiling, stamp my feet on the piles of lint, and wipe the perspiration off my brow. |
| www.boston.com /news/local/articles/2006/08/17/stayin_alive_in_the_laundry_room (750 words) |
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