The air that dries the clothes, come in! Air out the rooms. The air that dries the clothes, on its way, air out the people who, most of times, needs this new air more than their clothes....
Secondhand, worn-out rags, battered, sad, damaged. It is its job, yes, but ...
If tweezers were birds, they would be coward. Nice, of course, but cowards because as much as they fly they never move away....
Chaste When they go to sleep, they go to sleep and anything else but sleep. Or to read, or to speak, or ...
And bad dressed. Clothes are washed by the washing-machine only. He neither revises nor prepares necks, either fists or armpits. Possibly he doesn´t iron. But it is necessary to wash himself, for him and for the creature who he should have in shared custody and who plays...