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<正>I liked being a mess. The desk that should have been clear so I could do my homework was always besieged1 with bowls of cereal and spoiled milk, old magazines, and Post-it notes I had forgotten to remember. My floor was a vacuum2 in itself, eating anything entering my room. It consumed3 sweaters, stuffed4 animals, socks, shoes. When I occasionally5 did laundry, I would dig up clothes I couldn’t even recall buying. My shelves overflowed with containers of little odds
