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It's a mystery.
Every time I do laundry, I find myself singing Barry Manilow's "Copacabana." This has been going on for months, and I don't know why. There must be something in my laundry room that triggers this reaction. I'll let you know if I ever figure out what it is.
"Her name was Lola..."
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