So, back in the days..... when these freshly bone dried laundry come in from the scorching afternoon sun, my folks will bundle them up at the corner of the living room, creating quite a small mountain, bearing in mind that we had my grandma, my mom and dad, my aunt, my 3 uncles, and myself, living under the same roof.
The warmth was so inviting that, as a kid of less than 6 yrs old, I always dive into the clothes, and lay on them, absorbing the warm tingling sensation going through my body. My folks will warn me not to, that I will get heat rash for doing so. And heat rash I got indeed.
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