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My prized object (which ironically I no longer have with me after my move to Vietnam) is a battered, coffee-stained Little Prince coaster that I'm not even sure I remember where I got from. It might be Paris (which would explain why I love it so much since I had a dream-like study year abroad there). The coaster is special because Little Prince is a very special book to me, and I use it for drinking my favourite drink (coffee, hence the stain). I'm definitely going to show it love and care by bringing it back with me the next time I visit home!

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I swear these issues just keep getting better and better. As I was reading this, I knew exactly where you were going and you went there! I agree - if we see cleaning as a way of taking care of our things, it can become enjoyable. I can't really think of a prized object off the top of my head (perhaps this is what happens when you move around so much), but I'll try to keep this in mind the next time I'm doing laundry or doing the dishes nevertheless!

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