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It is a well-known fact that a woman cannot and should not be kept from the singular pleasure of enjoying some cold, creamy, satisfying ice cream (preferably eaten straight out of the container). However, some strange forces are at work in the house of Gall, forcing Brigitte to have a meltdown over her melted ice cream. Could it be that her refrigerator/freezer is on the fritz? What about those flickering under-cabinet lights? Someone or something is keeping her from exercising her basic human right to eat ice cream straight from the tub! No longer willing to be a hostage to her appliances, Brigitte takes charge and decides its time to renovate the kitchen.
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