Went to an estate sale of a lonely Deaf widow, that of my distant who recently passed away, and among the household items, I can't help but notice the 144 remote controls among them and I inquired about them; her  son blames it on dementia, explaining "...she doesn't go out much, except for grocery and prescriptions, spending her last days in front of the TV set watching soaps, always misplacing her remotes."

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