Relationship Glue

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  “What did she use this time?” The kind man who cleans my white carpets squats down to inspect the splashed rainbow. “Acrylic and oils.” I show him the finished masterpiece displayed on the easel above the carpet’s danger zone. He nods appreciatively, and from his arsenal of stain removers, sprays over the area what I assume to be an anti-acrylic and an oil neutralizing solution. “You must see this kind of cleanup project a lot in your business.” I think of the dropped plate of spaghetti he cleaned last time he was here. “Not like this.” He gives the…

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