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Devil's Washing Machine

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The woman entered the room and took off her hat, sunglasses, and mask. Her face was dark and wrinkled, and she was about forty years old.

Myla quickly locked the door.

At this time, the woman had already sat down on the sofa in the living room and removed the backpack from her shoulders. It seemed that there was something heavy and metal in it. When it was placed on the floor, there was a heavy sound.

The woman said rudely, "Do you have any water? Give me some."

Myla hurried to get some water for her.

The woman took the cup, gulped it down, burped, and turned her head to look around the room.

"Nice home. Where is your man?"

"We have divorced."

The woman nodded and didn't ask more. She wasn't surprised by the answer.

"You just said..." Myla asked hesitantly.

The woman interrupted her, "Yes, I experienced the same thing as you did."

Then the woman told Myla her experience.